Reassuring Dreams

Do you dream?

Well, maybe that’s the wrong question; after all, we all dream. But do you remember your dreams when you wake up?

I rarely do. Most mornings I have no recollection of any dream; at most I might have a vague sense of having dreamed…something? And it was…anxious? Pleasant? But not much more comes to mind.

Our daughter has been struggling with anxiety over all she has to do if she’s to finish high school a year early this year, as is her plan. (Or should I say, her dream?) It’s been hard for us as parents to watch her struggle, wanting to take it all away and make it all better the way we used to be able to do for her when she was tiny. In some of my own darker moods I fear her dreams of going off to college won’t come to pass, at least not now.

The other morning, I woke and was immediately aware of a dream I’d had in the night. In it, I was watching as from a drone as a Saturn V rocket–the ones the old Apollo program used to go to the moon, still the most powerful rockets we’ve ever made–slowly came to life and began, majestically, rising on a pillar of fire past me and towards the heavens. And somehow in my dream I was aware that my daughter was on that rocket, and I remember I felt relieved that it had launched and that it was flying the way it was designed to fly.

On reflecting on it when I awoke, I chose to interpret that as a reassurance from God: there won’t be a “failure to launch” here, he said. She’s gonna be OK. I got this, he conveyed to me.

Fly, young lady, fly!

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Twice In One Day

Tuesday morning I woke up from a dream. I don’t usually remember my dreams: maybe you do, but come the morning I tend to be dimly aware that maybe I was dreaming something, and can never remember the details. Tuesday was different.

In my dream, I was talking with a woman, one of our family’s financial planners. We were talking about plans for the future, most of which I don’t remember now. But where the video recorder in my brain really started was when she started advising me–no, urging me, passionately–that I really need to decide what it is that I’m really supposed to be doing next. I can’t remember her exact words, but it was along the lines of, You need to be doing something that you really, really want to do. And in my dream, what came to mind was Matthew 28:19, the Great Commission: “Therefore go and make disciples of all the nations.” That’s the last thing I remember before waking up.

Flash forward about twelve hours: we had finished our office holiday party, and I was talking with our administrative officer in his office about his new Mustang on order, and how good it was that he hadn’t put it off but that he had followed his dream of getting a gorgeous new car. That’s when he said almost the exact same things to me: Don’t wait, life’s too short, if there’s something you really want to do, you should just go for it.

Talk about being hit upside the head with a two-by-four!2x4