Dream Number (7)
Reported by : Pale Horse
Date of Dream : August 7, 1998
This dream wasn't exactly short from what I can remember. All night long I "FLEW" in my dreams. I find myself flying often in my dreams, on this occasion I was in an area were a school was located and people were all around. What triggered the flight dream is uncertain. I remember rising into the air and the next thing I knew I was flying. I have to admit that I love flying. I don't flap my arms, acting like a bird. No, it is more like the super hero style of flying. A run and jump, sometimes, or a strong will to elevate upward then BINGO i'm airborne. In this dream I flew amongst my friends and at the same time I preached the Word of God to those below me. Giving God the praise and credit for being able to fly. The rest of the dream is to vague to remember at present. All I know was I enjoyed it very much.
Dream Number (8)
Reported By : Pale Horse
Date of Dream : August 24 1998
It was a typical day, the family was all gathered together in our trailer when I noticed in my dream something weird. I heard birds outside making noise. This wasn’t their normal chirping but erratic chirps and squawking. Then I noticed the lighting within the home beginning to sway back and forth. It was a gentle sway at first then it became more violent. For a moment I thought I was getting dizzy and off balance and going to fall, then I came to a shocking realization that it wasn’t me it was the house. It was an eye opening sensation, an EARTHQUAKE, was taking place.
The trailer began moving violently, out my windows I could see it was beginning to spin. The spinning became faster and we were unable to stand up inside. It seemed as if it lasted for a hour but in reality it was probably more like five minutes. After everything stopped I went outside and was absolutely shocked by what I saw. Were there were once trailers and homes were now brought to rubble. My neighbor’s home was swallowed by a great crack in the ground and his wife was still inside. I remember telling my family to get shovels and what ever they could find so we could start digging them out.
I left that dream and shortly afterwards entered into another. This one was more brief and vague. What I do remember wasn’t much. I was in a city and there were tall buildings around. Then without warning the earth shook and the building began to shake and collapse. I seen a man fall from the building and thought what a horrible, terrifying experience this must be. The man continued to fall and then I saw him tumble into the side of the building. Blood splattered and he was knocked unconscious. I felt relieved, in some way, at least the man wasn’t going to be conscious when he struck the ground. Then I saw him hit the ground face first. It was a horrible site, I awoke shortly there after .
Dream Number (9)
Reported by : Pale Horse
Date of Dream : September 21, 1998
I was sitting at a hospital, in a large room. I was there because a family member of mine was in one of the critical care units. I recall being in the room visiting and then I stepped out with my wife and one of my sons. As I walked down the hallways and used the elevators to go outside, I remember thinking how large and fancy this place was. We went outside and sat on the ground. What I was feeling at this time is uncertain, whether it was remorse or stress, I don’t know. I remember seeing my wife and she appeared to be upset, sitting a little distance from me.
Then my brother came down the corridor from were we sat. My son came over to me and told me that I should tell him that one of the family members, up in the family's room, was very upset and should be watched to prevent them from inflicting harm to themselves. He immediately left to do this. Now things begin to change.
I find myself, along with my wife, sitting around a large fancy conference table. We are there with approx. eight other individuals. A man who sat at the head of this conference table held some position within the hospital. All my senses tell me that I am sitting at some board meeting in which I am a member of. And its for the hospital. This chairman or head of this council is presenting a recommendation before us regarding some type of construction. I sit there with my wife, listening to what he is saying, and I tell myself that I am totally lost. I don’t understand the terminology he is using, I don’t know what he means. He is talking in an area that I have no training and one that I am not familiar with. I tell my wife, "This is totally over my head". I feel completely out of place. They are asking for a vote on what turns out to be the costly task of replacing carpet through out the entire hospital. Each individual is casting their vote, using a word that I do not understand the meaning for. I'm sitting there thinking should I just follow along, not really knowing what I’m saying or should I let them know that I am totally out of place sitting here.
This dilemma it finally avoided when someone sitting at the table brings to light information regarding the contractor. It turns out he has a bad track record of not completing the jobs he bids on and blames it on the subcontractors. The next thing that takes place is, we the committee, are traveling down the road in a vehicle when we witness a severe accident. A vehicle that was in the opposing lane, traveling very fast, caused the oncoming vehicle to go off the road and wreck. This was a devastating accident. I remember leaving the committee members sitting in the vehicle and running over to the wreckage. I see this small sports car shredded into pieces. I find the driver of the car lying next to the building were she was thrown.
It is at this time that I see the vehicle the committee had taken us in, it was an ambulance. They thought it would be interesting to see what one was like, so basically they had taken us all on a joy ride in it. I remember the lady being alive, but severely injured. She moaned and rolled over unto her back, at which time I could see that her scalp was almost entirely split open as if she had placed a loose rubber mask on. I held c-spine and called out for assistance. The committee members ran over and I began giving orders for them to get specific supplies and tools needed to take care of this lady. They came back with all the supplies and materials needed to immobilize the patient and secure her airway.
What I felt at that moment was confirmation that I didn’t belong sitting at their table, casting votes and talking about things that I had no idea what they meant. I belonged out here were I could be in direct contact with the people. People need people to be there, physically not on paper. People need help, assistance, they need someone to take action. This is where I belong. I felt positive about this. I was out of my element, now I seen the path I needed to travel. I awoke afterwards with the feeling the need to examine my goals and myself. Was my goal that I sought after directing me down the wrong path, missing my calling? Was I being driven by the desire for a lucrative lifestyle instead of fulfilling my spiritual destiny. Or was this dream just a dream?
Commentary
God speaks to us in many ways. At times we get so involved in our wants and desires, that we deafen our hearing and God doesn’t come through loud and clear. So God may try other approaches to get our attention. God is a father of many children, patient, loving and caring. He, as a parent, tries his best to guide us and keep us from traveling down wrong pathways, but as children we don’t always listen. His attempts go in vain and we usually suffer for it. We make choices on a everyday basis, but how many of us stop to consult God on whether these are the right choices or not? How many heartaches and unnecessary conflicts could have been avoided if we would just stopped and listened to that small still voice within us. I’m not saying that all dreams should be considered as the Voice of God, I am simply saying that ever so often God speaks through dreams, it’s a time when you are the most quiet and still and he can finally get your attention. But many dreams are just dreams, each individual has to work out there relationship with their God. Are you Listening to your God, is he speaking and you are to busy with your life, doing it your way, to listen? You decide.
