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My crazy, crazy, crazy dream
I had a crazy dream not too long after I first received the Holy Ghost, and it has stuck with me for a long time. Before I tell you the dream, I feel I must tell you a few things that had been on my mind at the time.
A few days before the dream, I had taken my son to his pediatrician for his checkup. They weigh him, then plot his weight on a chart. I'm sure you parents on here know what I'm talking about. I also had read an article about a woman who had placed her baby inside of a microwave. And, I was studying end time prophecy for a while, and people's different interpretations. Anyway, here's my dream: I lived inside some kind of institution. There were other people living there also, and we had no choice because we were forced to live there. I was told that the form of Pentecostalism that I believed in wasn't allowed, but there was another kind that was allowed (can't remember the name, started with a Z). I refused, of course. I don't know where my husband was, but my son was in another part of this place and I wasn't allowed to see him. I was in this area that resembled a classroom, and there were other people in there also. There were people that watched over us, and I remember one woman taking a girl's newborn baby from her and putting it in a microwave. I wanted to stop her, but I knew I was powerless to do anything. I went into the bathroom, and this woman opened the door in front of everyone and shoved me up against the wall, screaming in my face. I was humiliated. Throughout this whole dream, I was emotionless. Completely empty inside. All of a sudden, me and all the other people are sitting outside on some picnic tables. It is night time, and I am talking on a cell phone to my younger sister. This is what she said to me. "I know you are pregnant, I can tell. You know they don't like that, do you know what they are going to do when they find out?" All of a sudden I hear a woman's voice scream "Jesus!" (actually it was like a unanimous voice coming from the whole earth) and I looked up in the sky. The words "Lord Savior" were written in the sky with stars. Next to the words were a bunch of stars patterned to look like my son's weight on his chart. I felt the Holy Ghost stir up inside of me, and I started to rise in the air. I looked over, and my son was also rising in the air, and I embraced him as we rose up together. I woke up crying. What do you think this all means? |
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Oh my gosh, yes! What is it? |
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"Zen" is actually a type of Buddhism. I'd be hard pressed to characterize "Zen Pentecostalism"! :lol |
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Lol! Yeah, I'm pretty sure that was it.
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I think it means you had a crazy dream... I have had a few myself.
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Sometimes dreams are pretty obvious in what they mean and other times they are difficult to figure out.
I believe that most times dreams are your mind working out stress, worries, problems, issues.,etc. Other times some dreams just seem totally random and without a point. |
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...and sometimes, God speaks to us thru dreams. (Acts 2:17). Now, I've had my share of dreams that stem from worry and late nite tacos, but sometimes, God speaks to our sub-concious mind things He can't get thru to our concious minds.
I think the sisters dream may not be as insignificant as it might seem. And it certainly itsn't as crazy as she might think. As I read thru it, these verses came to mind... Rom 8:21 Because the creature itself also shall be delivered from the bondage of corruption into the glorious liberty of the children of God. Rom 8:22 For we know that the whole creation groaneth and travaileth in pain together until now. Rom 8:23 And not only [they], but ourselves also, which have the firstfruits of the Spirit, even we ourselves groan within ourselves, waiting for the adoption, [to wit], the redemption of our body. But what do I know. I'm no Daniel, nor am I a Joseph. |
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