In My Dreams

I dreamed that my friends and I were sitting in a hospital waiting room. We were uncomfortably talking about getting old, and the symptoms of our various aches and pains.

After we had been waiting for a little too long, someone entered the room and told us the hospital was on lockdown because of a security issue outside.

It was immediately apparent to me that there was some sort of hostage situation.

The day began to drag on without any of us being seen, and without being allowed to leave. Information began to leak in through social media and television that we were all in danger. We had a common enemy outside. Friends of mine were called upstairs, and never returned. People began to talk about negotiating for their lives.

I got down on my knees in desperate open prayer. Michael was there kneeling with me. God spoke to me "Get up. Flee the coming wrath."

I immediately grabbed Michael's hand, and ran to the door. I turned over my shoulder, and screamed out to my friends "didn't you hear him? We need to flee!"

Heavy flooding water began to pour over the sides of the building. I could hear the enemy on the roof raining down bullets trying to pick of those who were fleeing.

I begged and choked, sick to my stomach - "Please. Please, flee the coming wrath!" As I looked over my friends, some sat playing on their smart phones, ignoring the crushing sounds of the water. Some sat in terror, but would not move. One looked right at me and rolled her eyes.

I turned back and Michael was safely out of the waters way. I propped the door open, and ran for my life.

Then I woke up.

This was my dream two days ago, and I have struggled with whether to share it.

I am not super-spiritual. I have some doubts, and perhaps tend toward cynicism when it comes to mystical things.

However, my spirit will not leave this alone.

My children would not sleep last night, and I decided to give in and pray and ask God if he was speaking to me through my dream. I looked up "flee the coming wrath" and found these verses Matthew 3 and Luke 3.


Matthew 3  - In those days John the Baptist came, preaching in the wilderness of Judea and saying, “Repent, for the kingdom of heaven has come near.”  This is he who was spoken of through the prophet Isaiah: “A voice of one calling in the wilderness,‘Prepare the way for the Lord, make straight paths for him.’” John’s clothes were made of camel’s hair, and he had a leather belt around his waist. His food was locusts and wild honey.  People went out to him from Jerusalem and all Judea and the whole region of the Jordan. Confessing their sins, they were baptized by him in the Jordan River. But when he saw many of the Pharisees and Sadducees coming to where he was baptizing, he said to them: “You brood of vipers! Who warned you to flee from the coming wrath? Produce fruit in keeping with repentance. And do not think you can say to yourselves, ‘We have Abraham as our father.’ I tell you that out of these stones God can raise up children for Abraham. The ax is already at the root of the trees, and every tree that does not produce good fruit will be cut down and thrown into the fire.“ I baptize you with water for repentance. But after me comes one who is more powerful than I, whose sandals I am not worthy to carry. He will baptize you with the Holy Spirit and fire. His winnowing fork is in his hand, and he will clear his threshing floor, gathering his wheat into the barn and burning up the chaff with unquenchable fire.”

I admit I don't know exactly what this means for you, or for me. Perhaps God will speak a specific interpretation to someone, and they will share it with me. I will tell you this -

I am warning you! Flee the coming wrath! A day of judgement is coming.

I'm not telling you this because of any inherent goodness or stellar righteousness on my own part. I like, John the Baptist, am not fit to carry the sandals of Jesus.

I have been praying earnestly and desperately the last two days for God to cleanse my heart of all unrighteousness, and that I would produce fruit in keeping with repentance. I pray for all of my friends too, but of course, you have to work out your own relationship with God.

Love you.

3 comments

Chaos Crew said...

Wow. That is good "stuff" DeeDee! I just hope I wasn't the friend who rolled their eyes!!!

Wilson Wife said...

I love that you propped the door open.

I think you have a soft heart and God uses you in the lives of so many.

Perhaps He is reminding you that it is easy to become complacent and forget that you are meant to speak of Him. If it were my dream, that would be my conviction -- we waste so much time on things that don't matter when, in the end, only One Thing does...

I love you, Dee Dee Roe.

I hope you rest easy tonight. May your minions rest quietly and for many hours tonight, too. :)

Jessica said...

Powerful dream, Deeds. Thank you for sharing it.