Thu, Jul 6th - 1:03PM

A shared Experience of Learning!

Talking with Lee and her sharing her dreams made me revisit my old journal.

It was nine years ago, but is still very vivid.  Yes, it’s true. I have pondered its meaning and have asked the Lord for wisdom.  Could it be that my prayer has been answered, or are there things yet for me to learn in the future from this?  At this point I can not exactly say, but I’m enjoying the journey regardless.  As my wife put it, the journey has been wonderful and difficult at the same time.  I will start by saying that I’m not one who dreams often, or remembers them for those of you who understand such things as relates to science.  Why do I write about such things?  I’m hoping that through my experience I will gain a greater understanding of the magnificent of our Lord.  My dream……………

I was in college and sharing a room with two other individuals.  I remembering going to sleep that night with nothing too interesting happening in my life, not at that point, especially in my spirit.  Things were quiet.  Something woke me in the night and I’m still not sure what it was.  I was sleeping on a loft and remember looking down at my desk clock as it read 3:33am, then my eyes drifted over to the side and into the far corner of the room.  Two figures, whom I knew where not my roommates, were standing there silent.  They were only silhouettes and were illuminated with the soft glow of the moon (however, the moon was not out).  I remember looking at the other two bunks and seeing my two roommates asleep and turning my head back to the two figures that had now moved across the room toward me.  I remember feeling really tired and didn’t struggle in the least as they grabbed me by the arm as if I was a twig blowing in the wind.  One on each side of me they walked as my feet drug the floor behind me.  As we came to the door of the room it opened, but it wasn’t to the normal hall outside of our room, it was a long, stone corridor that had the cool feeling of a damp basement with small wisps of wind that graced my face and stunk of rot.  I up righted myself and began to move my feet under me after I realized that the two men where not doing harm to my arms, wrists actually, and began to walk by their sides.  This is when I noticed that they dim light that illuminated them was now beginning to grow.  They were built like men with the skin of bronze, just as you would think bronze skin would look.  I remember their faces being chiseled like stone, and as I talked to them, not once did they move their eyes, always glancing forward, never blinking or loosing focus.  Never did they speak.  I remember thinking that they must be angels of the Lord, but I was unsure of our setting and couldn’t figure what we were doing in a place such as this.   The further we walked the more then began to glow with white light.    Finally we came to the end of the corridor where there was a chair placed right in the center.   The two men gently picked me up over the back of the chair and sat me down like you would a child.  As my arms fell to their sides each one stood behind me with one hand on each of my shoulders and they began to glow more.  This is the first time I noticed large iron bars placed in the wall directly in front of me with a darkness that drifted far back behind them.  I remember feeling sucked in by the darkness that radiated from behind those bars.  Then I felt something coming forward.  It’s very hard for me to describe that experience.  I couldn’t see anything moving towards me, but I felt it.  I remember feeling warmth radiating from the hands of the two standing behind me as the room grew damp (that’s the best way I can explain it).  Then the light from the two standing behind me caught motion behind the bars and I saw a face come into the light until it was close behind the bars.  It was the most beautiful face and was that of a man’s and yet had the features of a woman.  The skin was a cold, pale blue (look at the cone of a flame. That is the exact color of blue).  It was looking right at me and not saying anything but removed the head dress it was wearing.  It didn’t do anything but stare for a long time.  I think that it was wearing a long robe, but I could not distinguish its color.  Everything just seemed black.  Again it just stared.  It had lifeless eyes, like black marbles and they were staring hard, piercing my soul.  Then it opened its mouth and started shouting, its face becoming distorted, disgusting.  It kept shouting “she is mine, she is mine.  You will not take her from me.  She is mine.”  The walls were shaking from the power of the voice, it was shaking so violently.  Then as quickly as it started it stopped and we left the same way we had entered.  When we walked back into the room I saw myself sleeping sitting up in my bed, and in that moment woke up and was sitting there.  I must have sat up in bed, have been so tired that I did not realize I had fallen asleep again.  Then I must have started dreaming.  So odd.  I asked my roommates if I was talking in my sleep or if I had awoken them in the night and both said they had slept completely sound.  Hmmm I’m really not sure its meaning, but what I can tell you is if it was in fact the Devil who I saw, or any agent of evil, the Lord was protecting me the entire time.  Notice how the two angels never left my side.  If anything, I know that the Lord will always protect me.  Perhaps it was the Lord's way of saying "see, you can trust in me.  Even amongst this great evil have I not protected you?" This is how I understood the dream.  I still praise God to this day for his protection and understanding.  The journey continues and further down the road I know I will be looking back at what I had learned.

JOB 1: 12