I often write about Nathan dreams..this wasn’t one. I also often have dreams where I die – this one is different. This dream woke me up a 6:22 this morning.
It was widely circulating that the world was going to end. I sort of believed it but was skeptical as well. I dropped of Lauren at Luke’s parents house and told her I would come back to get her later. I then was driving north on I-25 and I called Luke because it was almost the supposed time for the world to end. I told him kind of lightly it was almost time and we kind of laughed but then ahead of me I saw the city just collapsing in flames and I told him that it was happening and I told him I loved him but I was very calm and at peace. I had a sensation of falling and falling and falling and as I fell I cried out to Jesus, but not in fear, in anticipation and love.
Then, I woke up.
Wow – I have just never had a dream like that that involved my faith. It was not a nightmare, per se, but it certainly rattled me enough to wake up, and I supposed the dream had to end because when I was done falling, I would have been dead.
It is one of those that is still with me, many hours later…