Nothing but a victim of His astounding love.
My Dream My Dream!
Hi. So I came home after a class today with a considerably severe case of body ache and other really great symptoms of being some kind of sick. So I bulldozed through the evening, napping from around 6:30 to 10:00pm. Am I embarrassed, you ask? Not at all my friend, because I had a dream.
It was pretty vivid and a lot fuller when I had first woken up, but the dream basically went something like this:
Part 1: We, the sophomore class of IV, were having some kind of benefit concert that we put on together. I remember practicing at the piano for it. It was held at my home church, haha.
Part 2: I found us, the sophomore class of IV, in a huge dimly lit warehouse. It looked like the warehouse I had just visited this past Saturday volunteering with Convergence. There were lots of crates and things piled high in aisles. We formed this huge circle (cause there are a lot of us) either holding hands or holding each other by the waist. And I just remember us laughing and laughing, really bonding in a way that we couldn’t really describe. Then, a truck drove into the warehouse, and we were about to get run over, so I let go of the person next to me. Instead of us all letting go of each other and scattering, though, we remained holding hands and squeezed by the truck in a single file line.
Part 3: I woke up from the dream in my dream, but I was still in dream (inception? idk, I haven’t seen it yet), and I remember telling Chan about what I had just dreamed. When I struggled to describe the camaraderie that our sophomore class had experienced, we both agreed that some things can’t be explained and only experienced.
So pretty random right? I thought so too for the first minute after waking up in my dark room. Then I remembered that before I fell asleep, I had prayed for our upcoming sophomore class prayer meetings and for God to do great things through our class. AND THEN I DREAMED THAT DREAM ISN’T THAT COOL?
I’ve never been one to speak in tongues or dream prophetic dreams. I’ve never been weary of that though, because I know my God and my love for him. But receiving a random dream right after lifting my class up at his feet affirms something great. Something really great. Let’s get excited 8)
Thursday Feb 2 @ 11:05pm-
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