I discovered long ago, that one of my deepest spiritual connections with God is through dreams (Perhaps it’s because this is the only time that I allow my mind to be still enough to listen). The few people, who know me well, know to pay attention when God reveals something to me about them through a dream. It doesn’t happen often, but when it does happen, it is usually significant. It seems to be that God always gives me these dreams to reveal something to me that I need to be praying for. Sometimes it is about friends, myself, my family, or some random situation. Spiritual dreams are given to either reveal the heart, for encouragement/exhortation, as warnings, and most always are a prompting into prayer. I have decided to share some of these amazing things that God has done in order to encourage you, and give God the glory for the revelations that he has brought forth that have resulted in some awesome things.
The most recent dream I had is one I like to call “The Airplane” dream. A few weeks ago I took a trip to California to visit my family. I have taken several trips back to see them since I moved to Florida 2 ½ years ago. Flying is nothing new or foreign to me, but this time it was different. A week before I was suppose to leave, I had a dream that woke me in the middle of the night in a panicked sweat; it was about a plane crash. The next morning I told Shawn about my dream. I had woken up about 10 minutes before him and by the time I began to tell him the dream, I had forgotten some very important details. All I remembered was that I missed my first flight, and the plane ended up crashing. I decided that the odds of my second flight crashing were pretty slim, so I took the next flight. This flight ended up having difficulty right after take off and crashed into a field next to the airport. Everyone survived and we walked off the plane pretty shook up and full of dust. It was very clear in my mind and felt very real to me.
Over the course of the week I decided to just shake the dream off and continue with my plans to go to California. Yet, the night before I was suppose to leave I woke up extremely upset at 7am and just began crying in bed. Shawn rolled over a bit dazed and asked me what was wrong. I didn’t know how to explain it but I had this horrible gut feeling that if I left Shawn I would never see him again. What in the world!?! I leave several times a year and never have this kind of problem. He comforted me with words from Philippians and I finally felt some peace. That night when I was on the phone with my mom she asked if I was ready and excited to come and visit. I had to tell her the truth, so I told her about my dream. She is one of those few people who knows what it means when I have a strong sense about a dream. She has them too!
The next morning Shawn took me to the airport and before he let me go, he asked if we could pray. So, we stood there in the front of the airport and prayed specifically for everything technical and mechanical on the plane to be in tact. We also prayed that anything that might be wrong with my plane would be revealed.
My first flight was great. Completely on time and everything was in working order. My layover was in Houston. We boarded on time, started heading down the runway, when all of a sudden the plane slowed down, turned around and headed back to the hanger. We were told that there was a technical difficulty and that they would let us know when they had more information. Ninety minutes later, we were told that there was a clog in the fuel filter and that they had to change it and do several tests before we could leave.
During those ninety minutes I was reading the book of Acts. I found myself reading over and over again that “Paul had a vision,” or “Paul was guided by a vision.” I couldn’t help but think “I want to have visions. Why can’t I have visions like Paul?” At that moment the details of my dream flashed in my mind. I couldn’t believe it. I could remember so clearly. In my dream, when I walked out from the crash, I saw across the street a strip of saloons and such… like from an old Western movie. What else could that possibly signify in my mind other than Texas! God had shown me in my dream that there would be technical difficulty at the beginning of my plane ride in Texas. How cool is that! How awesome is it that God loves us enough to warn us of dangers ahead.
Later, I spoke with my mom and found out that she felt led to pray that morning and prayed specifically for the mechanical aspects of my flight. Did our prayers usher in God’s will of protection over that flight? It is the age old question and debate amongst believers. I know what I believe…
The most recent dream I had is one I like to call “The Airplane” dream. A few weeks ago I took a trip to California to visit my family. I have taken several trips back to see them since I moved to Florida 2 ½ years ago. Flying is nothing new or foreign to me, but this time it was different. A week before I was suppose to leave, I had a dream that woke me in the middle of the night in a panicked sweat; it was about a plane crash. The next morning I told Shawn about my dream. I had woken up about 10 minutes before him and by the time I began to tell him the dream, I had forgotten some very important details. All I remembered was that I missed my first flight, and the plane ended up crashing. I decided that the odds of my second flight crashing were pretty slim, so I took the next flight. This flight ended up having difficulty right after take off and crashed into a field next to the airport. Everyone survived and we walked off the plane pretty shook up and full of dust. It was very clear in my mind and felt very real to me.
Over the course of the week I decided to just shake the dream off and continue with my plans to go to California. Yet, the night before I was suppose to leave I woke up extremely upset at 7am and just began crying in bed. Shawn rolled over a bit dazed and asked me what was wrong. I didn’t know how to explain it but I had this horrible gut feeling that if I left Shawn I would never see him again. What in the world!?! I leave several times a year and never have this kind of problem. He comforted me with words from Philippians and I finally felt some peace. That night when I was on the phone with my mom she asked if I was ready and excited to come and visit. I had to tell her the truth, so I told her about my dream. She is one of those few people who knows what it means when I have a strong sense about a dream. She has them too!
The next morning Shawn took me to the airport and before he let me go, he asked if we could pray. So, we stood there in the front of the airport and prayed specifically for everything technical and mechanical on the plane to be in tact. We also prayed that anything that might be wrong with my plane would be revealed.
My first flight was great. Completely on time and everything was in working order. My layover was in Houston. We boarded on time, started heading down the runway, when all of a sudden the plane slowed down, turned around and headed back to the hanger. We were told that there was a technical difficulty and that they would let us know when they had more information. Ninety minutes later, we were told that there was a clog in the fuel filter and that they had to change it and do several tests before we could leave.
During those ninety minutes I was reading the book of Acts. I found myself reading over and over again that “Paul had a vision,” or “Paul was guided by a vision.” I couldn’t help but think “I want to have visions. Why can’t I have visions like Paul?” At that moment the details of my dream flashed in my mind. I couldn’t believe it. I could remember so clearly. In my dream, when I walked out from the crash, I saw across the street a strip of saloons and such… like from an old Western movie. What else could that possibly signify in my mind other than Texas! God had shown me in my dream that there would be technical difficulty at the beginning of my plane ride in Texas. How cool is that! How awesome is it that God loves us enough to warn us of dangers ahead.
Later, I spoke with my mom and found out that she felt led to pray that morning and prayed specifically for the mechanical aspects of my flight. Did our prayers usher in God’s will of protection over that flight? It is the age old question and debate amongst believers. I know what I believe…
1 comment:
Wow Lena. That is a really encouraging story. I have been praying that God would reveal himself to me with dreams and visions. I am glad to know that he is and does with many people. I love the site!
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