If there was a pill to cure your dreams, would you take it? I might.
Things come to me in dreams. Those dreams rattle, they exhaust, and then leave me totally changed in waking life.
Fifteen years ago this month, God spoke five words to me in a dream. I sat straight up in bed, wide awake, and understood what had happened with perfect clarity.
God still comes into my dreams, but only to introduce something I won't accept in waking life. Not often, and never with spoken words as He did in that place and time, but it has happened more than once. I believe that. I do not understand it, but I do believe it.
Usually I dream about people I love. More often than not it is a person that is still alive - just far away. I dream over and over about someone I love so much that when I wake, I'm heart-broken and tired from having to let go, not wanting to live that next day knowing they won't be with me.
The other night, I dreamed that a friend came and gently put a hand on the back of my neck. I could feel the weight of it, and the comforting presence in the room.
Has a dream ever changed the direction your life?