Wow it's hard to believe that a month and a half has passed since my last post... Just been keeping busy I suppose. A lot has floated through my mind for a post, lately but I haven't taken the time. Hopefully it'll all flow together.
It isn't often that I can actually remember my dreams. There's only a couple that a can remember, either because they really made me think, or they scared me awake. The ones that make me think, include thinking about what might happen next or if I would actually do that in real life. I've had two dreams lately that fit into that category.
Dream 1: Hijacked at Gunpoint
I looked out the window and watched as my Dad put gas into my van, on a typical day. As I watched him go inside to pay, two ladies appeared and ordered us to get out of the vehicle one getting in the driver seat. The rest of thee passengers obeyed, but I remained inside.They continued arguing with me, but the others were calling the police so they didn't have much time. Surprisingly they didn't shoot me but instead drove away with me still inside. I began talking with the ladies that stole my vehicle, trying to understand why they were doing this. They insisted they needed the vehicle as a mode of transportation to get to work. When I asked why they couldn't ask a friend to give them a ride, they insisted that city folk don't care enough about each other to do that. (Then I woke up)
How I imagined the rest of the scene would play out: I tried to reason with them, and offered to drive them myself. This caught them off guard. They couldn't understand why someone would offer to do that for someone who had just kidnapped and stolen a vehicle. I explained that Jesus loves us so much and in the same way I love on others to show his love to the world. At this point the ladies kicked me out and drove away. But the police were scouring the area so it wasn't long till I and my vehicle was found.
Dream 2: Stolen Books
I was making a trip to my car to unload some books out of the trunk, but it seemed my trunk was already open, and being unloaded. I ran towards it and tried to stop the crooks but they were faster than me. They were busy switching their license plates. I tried to grab the old one but it was made of paper and tore into pieces. As they drove away I collected the pieces, and was determined to find them. Not for revenge or to put them away, but to tell them I forgave them and offer them the stack of books they left in the trunk and to have a chance to tell them about Jesus.
Unfortunately I can't actually assume that it's what I'd do in real life. You never know what you'd do in situations like that until it happens. But I recently finished a book by Francis Chan, Crazy Love that talks about loving on others, doing "whatever it takes" to show a sample of God's love to others. It's an awesome book and I recommend it.
Disney World Light Bulb: While at Disney a couple weeks ago something occurred to me while I was on the rides. There was a dino ride we went on and at one point it got completely dark. The words "it's a trap" came to mind, and a second later a Dino tried to bite my head off. I saw this theme in other rides too. Darkness was often used to set you up for a fall, or to scare you with something jumping out at you. In the same way, if we drift into the darkness of this world we can fall, or get caught by the evils of this world. The darkness hides what we can't see. Temptation often hides the consequences. We must cling to the light, because light and darkness don't exist together. As long as we let God fight for us, our light will protect us from the darkness.
Thats about all I have right now. Until next time, continue to make ripples from pebbles!
