In Dreams

Join me in "Wednesday's walk down memory lane."

Dreams are extraordinary things. They can transport us to a world that we didn’t even know existed. They are the feral unleashing of the most unexplainable ideas—they are the creatures in the corners of each individual’s mind, exposing to the subconscious our deepest thoughts, desires, secrets, fears, and sometimes things that we didn’t even know we held inside of ourselves. Dreams often call me into the proverbial realm of the supernatural—pushing me beyond the limits of my own human shell, and swelling my soul to the broadest of extremes. Sometimes in dreams, I feel my human limits would be the most liberating kind of freedom—I can’t move my legs…I can’t breathe…I can’t scream…all I feel is a suffocating sense of claustrophobia—like I’m being held in a straight jacket with a thick cloth over my face.

Do you ever feel a very real presence in the abyss of dreams? It’s almost as if someone is creating the story as it plays through your head. Not just your subconscious—but a completely vivid and independent being. I believe that dreams may be some of the closest glimpses we can gain on this earth into the world of the pure and raw—the world in which the purest light is found, and at the same time, the darkest evil. In dreams, our humanistic tendencies are discarded—like watching a film unfold on the screen, our surreal senses witness the unraveling of events which were already formed in our minds, but had never been tapped before.

Numerous times in the Bible, explicit communication between angels and man through the tunnel of the human subconscious is mentioned. I don’t believe this kind of vivid approach happens anymore, but I do believe that we are still linked to the universe of both angels and demons through our dreams. When we are helpless to intervene, the battle in our mind’s eye begins.

Several months ago, I had a dream that I can’t cast from my memory. I don’t think I’ve ever felt contrast so vivid between light and darkness before. As the dream started, I found myself enveloped in the carefree joy of life—it played out as a totally alternate life from my own. I was in my early twenties, lived on the coast somewhere, in a house completely different than mine, with a family that I know looked like no one I’ve ever known. Somehow though, it all felt familiar—like it really was my life…not my real life, but my life in this reality. It wasn’t vivid; quite surreal actually, but we don’t often realize the surrealistic nature of dreams until we awaken.

Later on, my dream took a drastic turn, placing me in the darkest situations I could have imagined. I felt utter dread—like everything was about to change my world forever. It was in the darkest moment that I heard a sweet voice; it spoke to me the most beautiful words of comfort. The consoling tone of this voice sent goose bumps over my flesh and a stream of warmth through my veins. It was so vivid…I could feel tears streaming down my cheeks. Moments before awakening, I entered a place that was like the materialization of joy—a sphere of thick and luminescent color. I could see both the sun and the stars. It was like basking in the culmination of all my happiness.

I don’t think I’ll fully understand dreams until I can be enlightened by my Father in Heaven someday, but I know that I’ve had many that have changed my thinking—because what better time is there to acknowledge the unseen beauty of our Creator than when our human forms are in a state which cannot protest it? I praise God for the numerous ways that He’s shown Himself to me, and I will always remember the sheer awe that I felt as His voice in my mind grasped my heart and held it so tenderly.
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Linda said...

Abigail,...this post reminds me of an old tv show called,...."The Twilight Zone". (:>) Ask your dad,...I bet he remembers it. Lots of weird things happened in that show.

I know that I have had dreams that seam so real,...and then I have also had weird dreams that don't make any sense to me.

I have had good dreams that I don't want to wake up from,...and dreams that were so intense I was glad to wake up and be done with it.

I have to pray about some of my dreams if they were too weird and upsetting,...and then God calms me and helps me go back to sleep. He is good to give His beloved sleep. I enjoy peaceful dreams that give me a sense of well-being.

I don't really know if I completely understand what purpose God has for our dreams in the present day,...but I know he used them alot in the Bible times to guide and direct, and warn people.

I agree that it will be intertesting to see God as He is when we get to heaven, and then we will know more fully what he accomplished in our lives through our dreams, and other aspects of our lives.

You are a very deep thinker my dear granddaughter!
Love Grandma Linda

Sally-Ann said...

Dreams have always fascinated me. I have had many of the weird variety, but have also had some that have bought great comfort and joy. Thanks for sharing!!

Lucy Mills said...

I have very vivid dreams...but even if I remember them I find it very hard to relate them to someone else... they just don't fit into ordinary narrative!

Karabeth said...

I've had dreams where loved ones who have gone on to Heaven are doing normal life things there beside me but even in my dream I know they are really gone and I always wake up upset because I grieve for them all over again.

Other times, I have dreams that are so unreal, like my mind has taken people or situations from dozens of different circumstances and thrown them all together.

Our minds are powerful things. They never seem to sleep even when the rest of the body does.

Unknown said...

I think dreams are amazing and interesting. I do think that sometimes God speaks to us in our still moments - are we sometimes too busy to hear him?

But I also think that some dreams are just crazy and mean nothing - I've had some doozies.

I remember when you told me about this dream, I thought - Whoa, that's interesting.

Thanks for sharing.

Kyle Kraft said...

I wrote a song years ago about dreams. I'll share it with you sometime. Dreams are interesting things! I often wonder if there is a comparison between dreams and "real life" vs. "real life" and eternal life. As scripture says, we will know then - indicating that there is so much that we don't know now.

And yes Grandma, Twilight Zone... good stuff:)

Love ya!

Anonymous said...

Great post Abigail! I often have dreams, but rarely remember them when I wake up. Thanks for sharing this one with us.

Jared Kraft said...

Most of my dreams are just freaky. : ) However, I've had one or two dreams in my life that were entirely too meaningful to write off as anything else. Thought provoking post!

Paula said...

I have some real dilly of dreams. My youngest sons says I should write a book about them. Your writing is beautiful! You are so descriptive and I love reading your posts. Happy dreaming!

Lilyofthevalley - Tanya said...

One of the first things my girls talk about each morning are their dreams they had that night! It is funny!! They think dreams are weird... LOL

Kristin said...

Dreams are fascinating. Mine are so all over the place that I don't know what to make of them, when I can actually remember them. I think sometimes they really can comfort us.

Becca said...

Hi! I must say that it is apparent what wonderful people you, your mom, and grandma are. I love reading y'alls blogs!

I've always had really vivid dreams but especially do while pregnant. For the terrible ones, I often try to remind myself of ways in which it would never occur.

I find dreams to be really interesting though and a lot of them do relate to issues in my life at that particular time.

Kelly @ Sufficient Grace Ministries said...

Interesting post, Abigail. You are such a writer...and you do a wonderful job conveying your thoughts. Dreams are strange and mysterious things. It will be interesting someday, once we are in heaven, when we have full understanding of all that happened on this earth to find out what they all mean!

Laura Hoekstra-Bettig said...

You are such a deep thinker, Abigail! I enjoyed my visit to your great blog today. Take care and see you next week!

Mindy said...

I usually LOVE my dreams. In the morning Hubby and I often lay in bed and tell each other our dreams. It's one of my favorite times of the day. Yesterday I had to wake him up, so I could share my dream with him =) Luckily he is the kind of guy that doesn't mind and actually enjoys it!

Dreams can be inspiring. And sometimes they are scary. When I have a particularly scary dream, I lay there in the dark talking with God about it. He always brings peace to me so I can go back to sleep... sometimes after checking in with my boys ;)

Pen to Paper; Spirit to Soul said...

It is weird to think what happens to our brains after we shut them off at night! I know last night I went to bed with a very heavy heart and while this morn the situation has not changed, I feel so much more at peace. I really feel the verse in Zephaniah so real right now - that God was singing over me last night!!!

Thank you for sharing your dream!


Jamimania said...

Abigail - your writing is so poetic, I love it! :) Dreams can be really wild. I've had dreams before then later found myself truly in a setting similar to the one in my dream. I've had some horrifying dreams that I wake up from exhausted and relieved that it was "just a dream". I do believe that God can use our dreams to change our hearts or minds and bend us in a certain direction for HIS glory. Thanks for sharing! :)

Tracy P. said...

It is not too often that I remember my dreams, as I am a very sound sleeper (praise God for that!). Sometimes I'm aware that I've dreamed of doing something I would never do, and I'm appalled that I didn't stop myself. But one time recently I know I had a funny dream because my husband told me I was laughing during the night, and I vaguely remembered it. I wish I could will myself to have more of those!!

My husband says he thinks dreams are your brain's way of taking out the trash. I don't know, but I wonder if creative people are more likely to have creative dreams.

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