Dreams

Everybody dreams. That’s what the experts say. But I do not remember that I ever dreamt anything as a child. I don’t remember my parents ever saying they dreamt anything. No one talked about dreams. I got the impression that they were not important.

Imagine my surprise when someone told me that one-third of the Bible is dreams, visions and interpretations of those!  I imagine you are surprised too!  I believe the Bible. The Bible is God’s Word. Therefore dreams must be important if it talks about them that much!

So I decided to take some online Bible classes on dreams. We read dream after dream in the Bible and wrote down what we learned from each dream and interpretation. There were pages and pages of dreams! Awake dreams called visions and asleep visions called dreams. I had read those accounts in the Bible before but never actually ‘heard’ the word dream.  Abraham did his covenant with God in his dream.  Jacob had a business dream and learned how to make money to outsmart his father-in-law.  Joseph got told his future destiny in a dream. Solomon got his wisdom in a dream. God protected Jesus through dreams of his earthly dad. Peter had his theology changed in a vision. The whole last book of the Bible is a vision, which is just an awake dream. I’m not a New Age person. I believe the Bible!  Hey, its okay to study the Bible’s dreams, think about dreams, and talk about dreams.  I didn’t know that!

But I do remember years ago, while raising my kids, that I had an unusual dream. It was very startling and what that dream told me was that my kid should not be playing with this other kid. That was very weird. But for some reason I just went with it. I can’t tell you why. I must have in some way thought it was a message from God. I got some flack for doing that. My child was mad at me because I didn’t have a good explanation. The other child’s mum was mad at me for the same reason. But now, almost thirty years later, it is very interesting that this person, whom I had to separate my kid from, went to jail for drug issues. But still I never thought much about dreams. Isolated occurrance, right?

Well, then there was the time when our kid was ready to leave the nest and go to college. We wanted our young person to stay and live at home while going to college. But they wanted to move out. In my mind, this was not going to happen. My husband supported me too and felt the same. One night I had a dream and basically it said to let my offspring leave the nest. Somehow the power of that dream changed how I felt. Immediately early that morning I told my spouse about the dream. I said, let’s release our grip. He agreed. Imagine our surprise when within the hour our young person came and seriously and respectfully requested permission to move out. Imagine the shock when we, the parents, just calmly replied, “yes, with our blessing.”  Looking back there was a huge maturing process that went on in that release and we are so proud of our adult child and the things learned. The relationship is intact and blessed. And even then I didn’t believe dreams were important.

But now I do. For over five years I have written down my dreams. I’ve thought about them, prayed about them, taken them to scripture to check them out for truth or error, and journaled about them. I have a written track record of my dreams and dream interpretation according to scripture. They are not more important than the Bible, but they certainly are personal. I’ve been encouraged and corrected so many times in dreams. Some of my dreams are just my own feelings, but I still need to deal with those feelings, often repent, or ask for healing. Now I am wanting to help others with this. I’m no expert but I have enough history to help.

If you would like help with your dreams and their interpretations, I’m here and available. Biblical symbols are what I use. What can you lose?  Wouldn’t you just love to hear a personal word from God about your own circumstances?  Your dream just might be that! 

Published by jackienalos

I am a child of God, loved, and also appreciated by my husband of 48+ years, three grown children, their spouses and my twelve grandchildren. I'm full of stories!

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