Every night I dream pretty much without fail. I hardly ever know what they are about or remember them when I wake up in the morning. From last night the only thing I can remember is this HUGE, BIG METAL TRUCK/MACHINE/MONSTER thing that was SO long and never seemed to have an end. It was all twisted and was destroying things, getting in everyone’s ways, killing people. I remember that I somehow got stuck amongst its twisted ‘trailers’ (which were towering over me, I was so small compared) and eventually there was nowhere for me to go or move. I remember thinking, is this it? Is this how I am going to go/see Jesus/die? And as I was pondering that (not actually believing it in my heart, that it was the end) I was suddenly on top of the twisted trailers that were non-stop moving and destroying. I had ‘new life’, a chance to get away! But although I was still present in the destruction, I knew I would be fine and that I could get away. The next mission was to get away, which was kind of like Tarzan-ing along the sea of trailers/metal to get into the tall buildings and beyond into the meadows.
I woke up this morning or after that dream thinking ‘wow, God really does have a way where there seems like there is no way!’ Even against all the odds and the trapped feelings, there will be a shift and there will be hope. I was on top, I had space to move; it was time to move on, time to get out of that place. God is able. Call upon him. Through it all faith pleases God and he is with you, he will lift you out at the right time, not a minute too late.
I just felt like I had to share this with you. Bless you xo