Dream # 2

This is a follow up to my last post, where I shared the dream that God gave me one night while I was sleeping at the age of 15. Well, exactly 20 yrs. later, I was blessed by God again, and here is the dream that took place a few years ago:

I was at an outdoor event somewhere in this dream, and it isn't clear what it was. It seemed like a large park, or something like that where there were lots of people. I was there with my two children, our adopted son from russia, who was about 16 at the time, and Miranda who at the time of this dream would have been about 4. We were walking around on the grass together in the midst of all the people, and I have no idea what we were there for or what we were doing, but all of a sudden we came upon a big rock wall, and everyone was climbing this wall to get to the top and over, and so of course, this is what we were to do too, just following the crowd I guess. I remember looking up and thinking there was no way I was going to be able to climb this, and seeing everyone around me just scaling up and over like it was nothing. Then all of a sudden, there go my kids up the wall like it was as easy as pie. So, I needed to get up there too, I mean, my kids were up ahead of me, and I needed to get up there to supervise and take care of them, I couldn't just let them go on without me! So, I begin climbing this mountain, and it was literally a straight up and down dirt hill with rocks sticking out here and there. I was struggling, and just couldn't seem to figure out how to get myself up. I was sweating, crying out, and scared to look down, as I knew that I would not live through the fall. All the while everyone around me is climbing up like it's a piece of cake. I finally make it about half way up, and my kids are out of sight by now, they had gone up and over easily. I was determined to get to my children, but I was beginning to feel helpless, hopeless and desperate, as my legs and arms were shaking, and I had no strength left. Hundreds of people just continued to speed past me up the wall, and I couldn't figure it out. I then reached up, trying my darndest to find a place to get a grip of anything to pull myself up just a bit more...when all of a sudden I was moving with ease...someone beneath me was pushing me up!! I was SO relieved!!! When I was almost to the top and I reached up and caught a grip at the top, I was able to turn around and look below me to see who this wonderful, life saving person was, and to my shock and amazement....it was Jesus! I remember being completey surprised in this dream, as I just thought that when I looked down to see who it was, I would find some good samaritan who knew I needed help, but no! it was God! Then, I woke up!!

This dream literally was a precious gift from God to me!!! When I awoke, I still felt all the love, and thankfulness I was feeling at the time in my dream. I sat there with an unspeakable astonishment at the amazing love and grace that can only come from God. You see, this was a very difficult time in my life. We had been raising our son from russia since he was 12 yrs. old, and to say that our path was rough is an understatement. I can't even begin to explain how difficult the road with him was, and I was at a point where I had come to the realization that he wasn't choosing to recieve all the help that was being offered to him. He was resisting all the love, and assistance that he needed to move forward in a positive direction in his life. He was tearing down relationships left and right, and leaving us all in shambles. It was a very dark time, but at that moment, when I woke up and this dream was so clear...I knew! I knew it was the Lord showing me how much he cares, loves, and was carrying me through it all. It was Him that lifted me up, and over a wall that I could have never scaled on my own. It is this dream that will stick with me for the rest of my life, because I know that He was with me during even that darkest time, and He saved me.