I tend to dream most when there are changes happening in my life. When I'm struggling with decisions, I find myself dreaming more. I usually write down my dreams if I remember them in the morning.
My most memorable dream occurred many years ago. And it is one I will never forget.
I dreamed that God was inside me. I was looking through His eyes at the world around me. I recall how different everything looked. I kept rubbing my eyes. Was this happening? Everything was brighter. I don't recall specifics but the general message seemed to be a different perspective.
I awakened sobbing. This is so unlike me. My husband immediately woke up and asked me what happened. I told him I had a dream like no other. He asked me to share it before I could forget it. He knew this was something important.
I'm not someone who makes a big deal out of dreams. Sometimes I think they've given me insight into something I'm going through. But other times, they just don't make sense to me.
At that time in my life I wasn't walking closely with the Lord. I wasn't a church goer. I had wandered away. But I still prayed (when I needed help). I considered myself a Christian.
I would love to say that my life changed overnight after that dream. But it didn't. It took me several years later before that occurred. But I believe God was stirring something deep inside of me.
At my grandmother's funeral, I felt the Holy Spirit speaking deep in my heart. There was nothing audible but a deep sense of awareness. I needed to grow in my faith. I needed to find a church family that would help me to grow. And so the next week my spiritual journey began.
As I grew and learned through Bible teaching, I began to see my dream coming true. My perspective was changing. The world looked so different as I viewed it through His eyes of love.
Blessings and love,