In which the dark, dark, gospel dream concludes

by Craig on November 8, 2011

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I run ahead to the cab…
smoke billowing from every building around me.
The cabbie sits reading a newspaper…
but the doors to the cab are open wide.

This is the last part of a dark but important dream…
a dream about sharing the gospel…
sharing as hard as ice…
and sharp as broken glass…
and the dream?
It began here.

Reaching the cab I breathlessly announce “I need a way to Brooklyn.”

It’s funny how the subconscious bleeds into dreams. Brooklyn, where I was born, was where I had the longest sustained period of “happy” in my life – from birth – to about 5 years of age.

And this person in the dream?

He entered in at that time and destroyed every bit of “happy” for decades.
In the dream, it’s him I risk my life for…
him I try to save…
him who doesn’t deserve it.

But then, do any of us deserve Grace?

Anyway…

The driver casually bites into a jelly donut – oblivious to the cacophony of misery surrounding him. He says nothing.

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His eyes move to the open door – and I have my answer without words.

I sprint back to the person, wounded, yet he still crawls in the opposite direction.

Why? !

I move around to his front and meet him face to face.

“The gospel doesn’t take if you continue to act like this. There is no grace for somebody who flaunts sin in the face of salvation!”

What I don’t notice, as my eyes are focused only on his – is that we are being circled by the vilest of beings – hissing, snarling, gnashing teeth.

And the cab is slowly. pulling. away…
the door is closing an inch at a time.

As the circle of shame, deceit, violence and fear closes in on us I try one last time, “You’ve got to decide! It’s going to be too late!”

I yell, waving arms above my head, for the cabbie to stop – begging for one. more. minute.

The cab only picks up speed.

I can’t blame him.

And as the circle tightens, in addition to the hissing and growling, is laughter.

And the person?

He finds humor in it.

How?!

And you know how this ends don’t you?

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The cab is pulling away. The person is beginning to laugh in concert with the vile creatures surrounding us.  I’ve got to get back to Brooklyn. I’d like to take him with me. But he’s like lead, and his feet are digging in.

And..

the dream…

ends.

I’m not sure if I got in the cab and left without him.
I’m not sure if I got him into the cab.

When do we ever get a dream with a conclusion?

I’m all up for discussion of the meaning of this dream.

I’d heart hearing your opinions…

And tomorrow I have real life to share with you.

I need advice…

and it’s from you that I’d heart it the most.

I have a choice to make.

Please consider coming back to help me make it.

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Victoria Jenkins November 8, 2011 at 9:57 am

I have always been good at interpreting dreams.
This one interprets itself. I’ve had similar dreams…no, I don’t mean the action, I mean at the end where you have to make a decision fast and I wake up before the decision is made. Then I mull the dream over all day or so and come to the conclusion that I…but then, what about…so really what I did was…but the repercussions…
I hate when things aren’t resolved!!! :)
Sometimes when I have an unresolved dream, I lay there, keeping myself from fully waking up and “finish the dream” to its best possible outcome.
Wish I could help.

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Craig November 8, 2011 at 11:16 am

Victoria, I’ve said before – the reason this dream was so vivid – with so many details – fraught with so much meaning – is the sleep thing – the thorn in my side that on this particular night woke me up 20 to 30 times in a six-hour period – I got to do a lot of that going back into sleep and “finishing” the dream. I may not really need any interpretation – the dream may actually stand as is. So no worries ツ God bless and keep you! And thank you.

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Martha Orlando November 8, 2011 at 4:06 pm

What a personal twist this took! Unexpected and so powerful!
Craig, never worry about lateness in comments to me. I understand perfectly, being a blogger myself. It’s so hard to keep up . . .
And, you always say the perfect things. Thank you!
Blessings!

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Craig November 8, 2011 at 5:30 pm

Martha, it was a powerful dream, motivated by a weighty issue and fueled by waking way too many times. I would never have thought to have married such a wild tale with the gospel – see what blogging (and sleep deprivastion) are doing to me ツ

anyway thank you for being understanding about me falling behind on replying – I appreciate you friend – really do. God bless and keep you Martha!

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Layla Payton November 8, 2011 at 11:15 pm

I just get the feeling that you are very concerned about someone’s Salvation, and that you feel helpless, or afraid for their well-being. That would be my interpretation.

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Craig November 10, 2011 at 11:40 am

Layla, the dream was – and is – no doubt – a working out in my subconscious mind of issues. The interpretation is right on – what’s not in the dream is how much I DON’T want to share the gospel with this person. it makes me think that in the end – I might have driven off in the cab without him – if there were an end to the dream. That’s hard admission – but it’s true. God bless you, Layla.

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Debbie November 9, 2011 at 2:53 pm

I think it’s important that you had this dream. In it, you see the battle and how hard it is . .. the demons that are all around. Now you know what you face when you take on this assignment. Because I don’t think that is just a dream. I think it’s the reality of what’s going on.
God bless you, Craig, and be with you in power and strength.

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Craig November 10, 2011 at 11:41 am

“I don’t think that is just a dream. I think it’s the reality of what’s going on.” – AMEN. And I’ll share with you what I shared with Layla, “what’s not in the dream is how much I DON’T want to share the gospel with this person. it makes me think that in the end – I might have driven off in the cab without him – if there were an end to the dream. That’s hard admission – but it’s true.” God bless you Debbie – and thank you.

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A. November 11, 2011 at 9:23 am

It makes me wonder what hurts the person in your dream experienced that caused him to put up such heavy, hard, thick, tall walls around his heart, and why he has such an aggressive ‘security system’. I wish I knew the story of his hurts. Hurts don’t excuse pain, I know. I wonder what his story is. Everyone has a story.

You are jumping into deep, dark waters in this one, aren’t you? Take ALL the Father light with you that you can. Amen to what Debbie said.

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