I had a dream the other night that has left me a little puzzled. I'm not the type that normally reads alot into my dreams. To be honest, I hardly ever remember them. It seems that when one finally does reach my consciousness, which isn't very often, there is usually something very unique about it.

Someone told me once that every character in our dreams is actually a different side of ourselves.  I don't know if I believe it, but, it's an interesting theory.

Several years back I awoke in the middle of the night practically in tears. Do you ever have a dream that just seems so real that it just scares you to death?? I had dreamed that I was on one side of a huge, deep canyon. I really couldn't see the bottom of the canyon through the burning flames and lava (lovely, huh?). On the other side of the canyon were all of these people, holding out their hands, crying, and begging to come back to this side. I had a terrible feeling that I knew someone there and as I searched the faces, I was horrified to see the face of my youngest son. He wanted to be with us so bad and there was nothing I could do to help him. It was the worst feeling I think I've ever had.  I thought for days on whether there was some deep meaning behind it.  Would someone I love deny God's path? Would I wander away? Maybe it was a warning that a life "on the other side" was full of regrets. I don't know.  

Fast forward to yesterday morning......this one wasn't so scary. =]  I remembered my dream! =D  I recall someone close to me (I'd rather not mention names) being very disappointed with me. They told me that I had been wasting my life. I tried to go down the list of all the things I was doing that made a difference, but they just wouldn't listen. I turned away and went for a walk down a country road. It was a beautiful, fall day. There were colorful meadows of maple trees on both sides of the road and the sun was shining down through the leaves. All of the sudden, I looked up in the distance and saw a car coming towards me. I'd never seen a car like it. It had the style of an old Model T, but it was lower to the ground, and had a long, streamlined nose. It was dark metallic bronze in color with black and chrome trim. It was beautiful.

As it approached, I stood there watching. The car drove right up to me, stopped at my feet, and then went in reverse as it pulled back onto the shoulder at a ninety degree angle. And then I could see the driver. I couldn't believe who it was!

My gramma had her arm hanging out the window  and waved to me. (She looked very cool! LOL)  She just smiled and said, "Oh Debbie Do, isn't it beautiful? And she's a dream to drive!! It's so beautiful here."

And then she smiled and winked at me,  put it in drive, and drove back to where she came from.

LOL I have to admit, it sounds a little corny. BUT, you need to know that my gramma went to be with the Lord almost seventeen years ago. We were very close. She was my mentor, encourager, and I'm sure the warrior who prayed my way into the kingdom. Ironically, I still have a card that she gave me with a poem called "Always have a Dream". 

Gosh, I don't know what to think. At the very least, I see it as an affirmation that heaven is a glorious place and I can be encouraged to keep on the road that I'm on. Perhaps, even though I didn't like hearing it, there are things in my life that I do need to let go of....things that are a waste of time. I'm sure that's true.

Honestly, I loved seeing her face.....even if it was a dream and didn't mean a thing....I loved seeing her enjoying a ride in a sporty car down a country road with her hair blowing in the wind! LOL

I'm just wondering, what do you think about dreams? Any relevance today? I know God presented His will and intentions many times through dreams in the Old Testament.  Any thoughts or stories to share?

Thanks Ahead!