I have always been one to have wild, vivid, emotion filled dreams that seemed so real. I nearly always remember the colors and most, if not all, the sites, smells, and actions that took place during my dreams. I used to feel helpless, paralyzed even, as a giant cat or unknown man attacked or killed me. These where from the enemy or from my own deep down fears in my heart. I always wondered and lived my life as if they where premonitions of my personal demise. I was always watching at waiting.
But thank you Jesus for your sweet protection in my nearly three decades on earth I have never been in a situation like that outside of my dreams. When I was 19, I went to Costa Rica on a missions trip (which deserves a whole post all and of itself) and my fear of dying in the jungle due to a cougar or jaguar wouldn’t even let me sleep. Not even 30 feet away from where we slept the family kept pics in a low wooden hut with a moat around it so that the mountain cats couldn’t get to them. The same with the chickens. And one night I even thought I heard one grumbling outside the walls of the church building where we slept. Now as a married woman I realize the sound was most likely the men snoring on the far side of the church (women and girls on one side, men and boy on the other). The only thing that did “get me” was a pigeon size moth that brought a lot of laughter to the local pastor and his sons as it chased me a few times!
ANYWAY, moving on to my point. It was on that trip I learned to become aware of my dreams. Not taught in a class but showed by God rather than I can control the fear in my dreams. I was in a four-post home with billowing curtains on the land where the church stood. A giant mountain lion walked in and I was laying on the floor. The cat began to eat at my ribs (gruesome much! good thing it was a blurry dream). Then suddenly I saw myself also sitting on the bed at the same time and I told the cat “Stop! In the name of Jesus leave me alone!”
And you know what? It not only stopped but lay down and became a pet in my dreams. I was able to pet the cat’s head and it fell asleep. I have rarely felt fear for a cat since that dream. Yes I still cringe because I’m just not a cat person but it’s not a debilitating fear like before. And one day as I drove in Missouri at 5 am I wasn’t afraid when the biggest bob-cat I’ve ever seen crossed the road in front of me. In fact I realized the creature was a beautiful creation of God just as I am a beautiful creation of God.
Now bringing me to main point of this post. I had a very real dream last night of police chasing people, Walmart, and men attacking. But I was at Walmart last night, the police where called for shop lifting, and no, no one was there to attack me. I had a dream I was shopping and the store opened up to a park and then the police where chasing a group of younger people (early 20s, late teens). We where walking in the direction they where chasing. I said “I don’t think we should go that way.” But the other two in my group kept walking then suddenly a man grabbed me from behind and tried to take me. I yelled ‘No’ firmly and began to fight. But in the dream I realized it didn’t hurt my hands to fight back and I couldn’t feel the man. I stopped fighting and said “In the name of Jesus you will stop and walk away!” And he did.
The two women with me decided to go back to where we came from but another man tried to grab us to use as a bargain to get their friends back from the cops. Again I began to tell him the same thing and it was resolving and he was letting go when I began to wake up.
Moments later I felt my husband begin to hug me from behind and he caught my hair with his arm. I was still in fight mode and tried to free my hair. Poor hubby got a small head butt from trying to hug and show some love. It must not have been too hard since he started laughing and asked what that was for. I told him I was dreaming and he was lucky I didn’t go all kun fu on him like he does to me. When he dreams he plays soccer or basketball I get a nice jolt of him “jumping” or “kicking” in his sleep. LoL
Here are some interesting links I happen to stumble upon after a quick Google search on dreams in the bible.
How did God use dreams and visions in the Bible?
Christian dream interpretation?
Lucid dreaming – what is it? is it a sin?
These are the articles I’ve read so far from this website. If you find any more interesting ones or have your own story to tell comment below 🙂
ETA: video for YouTube is uploading and it has a little more detail than this post.
Here is the video: http://youtu.be/GPwgdj4zBc0