April 26, 2006

• DREAMS

  
  

  I used to think dreams were meaningless.  But then during the summer after my 1st year I had a number of “strange” dreams.  I began keeping a journal of some of them.  Here are two short dreams that I had two nights in a row… this is copied straight out of my journal from 2001…
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  August 14, 2001:  Two nights in a row I have had a dream with a water motif…

  
  

  First night I dreamed I was swimming in a huge pool supposedly down at Tech (though this pool area my mind completely made up).  I’m swimming in the pool with a bunch of people who are supposed to be freshman at Tech (one year younger then me), but I notice that they all look really young, like sophomores or juniors in high school.  While we’re swimming in this huge pool, someone orders that we drain the entire pool and refill it.  The entire pool is drained with me in it, while everyone else sits on the side and waits.  They hand me this medium sized hose to fill the pool back up with and I go ahead and start to do that.  I wake up as I’m refilling the pool with water…

  
  

  
  Last night I dreamed I was at some place that seemed like the outside of the cafeteria at Tri-State Christian camp (where I was a counselor a couple weeks ago).  Some friends were there, I think including Hong Kaing and Rob Baker.  I entered the cafeteria building which turned out to be a huge bathroom like place, just full of sinks.  I can’t remember the exact details, but all the sinks seemed to be on and myself and a bunch of guys (including the superintendent at St Mary’s where I worked this summer, Mike) went to each sink.  I think it was Mike who told us that we need to all shut down the water in the room and clean out the sinks, then we can turn on the water again.  We turn all the water off and I wake up as we are turning the water back on…
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  I had no idea what those dreams meant at the time.  I would remember them now and then, but it wasn’t until a couple weeks ago that God reminded me again about them and spoke into me the meaning of them.  He simply told me that the water is the Holy Spirit.  The Holy Spirit was poured out (like a flood) at Pentecost and was greatly active for some time, but gradually lessened over the years.  God is now again beginning to pour out His Spirit.  That was the translation I felt God speak into me.  Simple, right?

  
  

   

  
  

  I didn’t realize it until writing this entry, but in that first dream I remember the kids in the pool looked like they were three or four years younger than me… which matches up with the 2nd and 3rd year classes at Tech.  Also, the setting of the second dream was at a high school Christian camp, which again is that same age range.  Perhaps God is specifically raising up this generation?

  
  

   

  
  

  Pay attention to your dreams.  If something stands out to you, write it down and pray about it.  Don’t come to conclusions about a dream unless God directly speaks to you about it or someone gives you a clear translation.  Joel 2:28 and my father’s four dreams are a big reason why I am here.  Check one of my first xanga entries in December for a dream my dad had of heaven, it will bless you. 

  
  

   

  
  

  Holy Spirit overflow. 

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