March 29, 2012
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3 Dreams
Along with Love Letters to God, mini rants/spiels stirred by Holy Spirit conviction, and updates on how the God glorifying dominoes are falling in my life, I've on some occasions blogged about dreams I've had. Here are some;
http://patman739.xanga.com/705730032/k-day/
http://patman739.xanga.com/737467901/2-dreams-and-1-letter/
Dreams are very interesting things and in light of the Gospel and how great my God is and how I know I have the Holy Spirit wondrously working beyond my finite being within me, I try to seek out God on how to view and handle any and all dreams. As a CRE, part of it is really being sensitive to the Holy Spirit in order to look at my God given dreams and hope to see them rightly while still keeping my focus and aim/goal on the Cross of Christ for His glory and the final salvation of the many. I have had dreams with John Piper(I believe 3 so far) and maybe one or two dreams with Matt Chandler. Just the other day I had a dream where I stabbed one of my best friends with a knife in a stupid duel he wanted to have. Dreams are weird, but so is life or at least my life and I know God moves in mysterious ways. I'd be a fool to glory in/on dreams, but I also think I'd be a fool to not pray over/about them. So yeah I'm not here to spiel about what I think dreams mean, I'm just here to share and record a couple. If the Holy Spirit moves you to interpret them for me please by all means do so.
I had all of these in this past month.
Dream 1 = Freaked out dream about my church, church members, and a cult.
This dream felt more like a freaky nightmare. I have not had a nightmare since I was way younger, but my dream was about my church. There was another church that felt like a cult or a bad group that consisted of asians and they were trying to steal people from my church and cause division. Now what was so freaky about this group was that it reminded me of the neo pagean group from The Wicker Man starring Nicholas Cage(if you haven't seen it the group sacrifices people and Nicholas Cage is tricked by his wife who has been a part of the group since there marriage, he gets tortured and burned alive by a fire started by his daughter who is brainwashed into the group, and the ending of the movie has his wife and another girl in a bar trying to deceive more men to come to their island in order to repeat the cycle. Totally messed up, but here is a link to a video to get a better taste of the group http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iHfv-NrPxnw&feature=related and http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6gZfUoWZW6A) so in my dream this group that I dreamt about reminded me and felt just like this group in the movie. So I was scared and freaking out alone in my house over this. My niece and nephew were dropped off at my house and I see the bus waiting in front of my house. I let them in and get this ominous feeling from the bus as if they were being followed/stalked so I quickly shut the door and talk to them. There dad is in the house and I find out that the kids know about the cult. I conclude that the cult enrolled one of their children into the same school as them in order to find out about my church and stalk them in order to get to me and now they know where I live. I look outside my door hole and see an eye looking back at me and start to freak out even more. They start trying to getting inside my house banging at the door. I tell kuya jason who is sitting on the couch that there is something weird going on at the front door and that he should check it out, I go into my room and then I start trying to call people like Brother Dan and talk to him because he is one of the people thinking about leaving. He doesn't pick up, but I leave a voice mail trying to plead to him not to leave and join the other church because they are a cult and are seriously bad. I go outside of my room and my cousin, niece, and nephew are no longer seen though the cult is still trying to get inside my house through the front door. I go into my backyard and see the clear blue sky and green trees and wonder why isn't the cult going through the side of my house because its easier. I finally work up the courage to leave my house and find myself driving towards a shopping area. I park and its now dark, gloomy, and feels like it just rained. I walk through the shopping area heading towards the bank/atm machine and on my way I see sister Grace, Brother Dan, and this tall white guy who is new at my church(I don't see him around anymore). They were having a meeting and have been expecting me, I join them though I don't sit down nor talk, I just hear them discuss their thoughts about the church. Brother Dan and Sister Grace decided to stay because they say something about my church that they didn't see in the cult. I depart while they are still meeting. I head towards the atm machine and as I am about to turn the corner, I know that the cult is there waiting for me in front of the machine and as I turn the corner to finally face/confront them, Ross in real life calls me and wakes me up from my dream. I wake up not able to continue where I left off in my dream, feeling as though I missed something really important, I felt freaked out and scarred yet inclined to pray all the more to my sovereign God.
Dream 2 = Crazy dream about restaurants, running about, and sharing the gospel.
I had a lunch date with a friend. He felt like Reuben but in dreams people can always feel like multiple people at the same time. That is how my friend felt like in my dream. We were in a restaurant on the second floor when first an Asian guy walks in and sits towards the forward right of me. Then an old white man walks in and sits behind me. Finally a lady walks in and she turns out to be a cop and arrests the old man because he is actually a perverted stalker and serial killer whose been stalking the Asian guy and they were finally able to bust him for something and arrests him. The whole restaurant just watches as they arrests him and take him downstairs away. Then in my dream i time travel backward or time rewinds and the scene replays except this time when the Asian guy walks in and sits down the old man doesn't. So because something different happened and he didn't go inside, they weren't able to arrest and capture him. At first I wasn't going to do anything because I thought to myself that it didn't concern me and that I should just leave it to the cops/professionals, but then I get this strong inclination/urge to find him and capture him because I want to share with him the Gospel unlike last time and give him a second chance. So without saying a word to my friend, I just run out the door and run down stairs. I'm running around the area looking for him chasing after him and as I do this a large group of people begin to gather and help me. We all start searching for him when suddenly a white guy around my age in the group starts complaining he says, "why should we do this? He deserves to go to hell and he ought to just go there and we should just give up!" I look him face to face and knowing that people in the group are listening and even feeling as though the old man could hear me, I start rebuking him by saying how he is right that the old man does deserve to go to hell, but so does he. We are all sinners saved by grace. Then I start quoting 1 Timothy 1 where Paul tells why God saved him even though he was the foremost of all sinners. He feels convicted and I see it in his face, someone shouts saying they spot the old man and I leave him to go running after him. Eventually people start to call it quits in searching for him and I decided to look for him one more time. I find myself chasing after something, but I'm lead to two kids and a family. I have a weird conversation with them and then they drive off in their van. As I look at the back of their van driving away, I get this weird feeling as though I missed something vital/important. You know when you watch horror movies and you see something the main character doesn't and inside your like shouting "LOOK IN THE CLOSEST or HE"S THE REAL MURDERER WATCH OUT!!" well that was what I felt inside my gut. I was trying to figure it out and make sense of it and I theorized that maybe the old man was hiding in the family's van as they drove away or that they snuck him on or that the family were the real murderers and just blaming it on the old man cuz he was a pervert stalkers or that they were all accomplices. This never gets resolved and I find myself in a park where my mom is. I walk across a green grassy field to get to her where she is serving root beer and refreshments. We talk about a girl and a lunch date I was previously on in real life a couple weeks ago. After we talk, I leave and find myself driving towards a weirdly designed Shabu Shabu restuarant thats split into two parts yet one restuarant seperated by a plaza in between them. My dream ends with me visting the other side driving a couple blocks and then going through a hallway ending up on the other side again and being seated while eavesdropping on another group as to what they are ordering so I can figure out what I want to eat myself.
Dream 3 = Funny dream about going to a church building, people close to me, and stripping.
My last dream is short and funny yet very memorable. I find myself driving to Reality L.A. although it looked more like Crossroads church building which is found in Ontario. I was with Kuya Jun(my 2nd mentor in life and the 1st Whale King) and one of my best friends, Jason Douangsanith. We went inside the church building, but we didn't join the church service. Instead we just chilled in the lobby area and talked on the couches. As we were conversing, I kept on forgetting that we were in public and so wanting to be comfortable as if I were alone in my own home, I started stripping down to my boxers. Kuya Jun and Jason said nothing to me about this and we just continued talking, but as I was stripping I would catch myself and I had to remind myself at least twice that I was in public therefore putting my clothes back on. And that was my dream. This one was short and simple yet I still feel it was significant.
I've asked people close to me how they might interpret them though I'm not to hyped up in seeking a meaning or in even thinking that there is some divine meaning, but I simply and deeply pray that God would be glorified and awesome and reveal His Will to me if He sees fit. How can I dream for the glory of God and the final salvation of the many? How can I have more of God in my sleep and dreams? How can I not waste my life?
Dear God,
Please protect and lead me in all my feelings and my thoughts because I feel and think stupid things without You; take hold of every fiber of my being even when I am in my slumber having dreams, may it all be for Your Glory and final salvation of the many. I love You. I want more of You. Sustain and incline me please, this is my plead in Your beautiful and sweet sweet Name.
love,
Jean Patrick Fisher
