Today is October 31 aka Halloween. Ghost and goblins and all other crazy scary freaky characters you can think of are staring on TV tonight. Now, I don't seek out scary shows. As a matter of fact, I actively try to avoid them. Once when I was 7, I saw part of Pet Cemetery I still jump into the bed rather than stand by the edge!(monster hides under bed and grabs little kid)
It never fails though, I will get sucked in by the suspense for a second. Tonight I saw a glimpse of one of the Halloween movies (I don't even know which one). It is currently 2:21am and I am wide awake. I tried to go into the living room and get some work done. I am so freaked out though, I managed only to grab my laptop and sprint back down the hall and jump (literally see above reference) into bed!
Before we go any further, let me apologize for what is sure to be a lengthy rambling blog post. Cut me some slack I have no business being awake at this time of the morning. There, you had your chance to leave, now you must finish reading this post.
Friday night I dreamed that I was casting a demon out of a wild pig trying to get into a nursery. WHAT??? Yeah I heard two ladies talking about running and coming across wild pigs so naturally I dreamed about them.
I spent the majority of my dream running from this pig. I was in a room with swinging doors and this was a smart pig. I was trying to hold the doors shut and the pig knew they opened both ways. Then I suddenly stood up and looked over the half door (yeah half doors, like in a nursery at church) and COMMANDED that demon to flee. In the name of Christ you have no power over me! You CAN NOT harm me, I am a child of GOD! When I tell you I was casting out a demon I need you to understand my slightly Pentecostal heritage. I had such force and conviction in my voice and such assurance that God would deliver me.
I wonder if ever truly faced with a situation in life if I will have such conviction. I hope I would, but I honestly don't want to find out.
I normally sleep with my contacts in, nifty 30 day 30 night lenses. When I do take them out I will almost always have a dream that involves me not being able to see. For instance, last night my left contact was bothering me so I took it out. Not long after drifting off to sleep, I started to dream.
My mom and I were driving down a road (Perry Hill to be specific). As we were approaching a bridge I said "Mom, I need your help. I don't feel very good. When I get to the other side of the bridge I am going to pull over and I need you to drive" Then suddenly everything became blurry and I started to drift right. I tried to close my left eye so I could see but it was too late. I was screaming at this point for my mom to help me and trying to turn the wheel, but I couldn't. Then we crashed over the side of the bridge and ... I woke up with a startle! Where is a Joseph when I need one?
I sure hope if God is trying to tell me something with all these dreams he has an interpreter coming soon. Now I am especially concerned about going to sleep tonight eh this morning. Between the contacts being out and catching a glimpse of Michael Mires and prehistoric piranhas there is no telling what I will dream about!
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