Diary of Dreams - First Lessons
My first lesson in over-caution
important hurdle for me to get over was my thought that if people knew
I had once been very briefly involved in the occult as a child, then
they were even more likely to be suspicious of me. After all, as I have
said, my family and situation were unusual at the time because thirty
years ago, there were not that many Americans deep into the occult.
Thus I had grown up with a stigma that naturally other Christians took
on to, having been warned by so many to avoid the occult.
were unfounded though. In fact, my prior experience in the occult gave
me a healthy motivation to avoid evil and foolishness. I was simply
more motivated to discern, and in fact was overcautious at times.
instance, at only 18 years old, I had a very brief, astonishing dream
that took me totally off-guard. At the time I was working at an Italian
restaurant as a waitress. It was a family owned restaurant, and I
worked with both daughters of the owner: One was the cashier and the
other a waitress like I was—only she was older and more
experienced, and much better at carrying all those trays than I was!
She was also married. Her husband worked as a cook in the back.
In my dream
I saw both this waitress and her husband. They were praying over a
child of about six years old. I was present in the dream and was both
watching and participating a little, although from a slight
distance. I was certainly not the focus of the dream. The
waitress and her husband were forcefully casting out many demons from
the child. As the scene unfolded, I was discerning which
demons were coming forth at about the same time they were.
lasted only a few short moments and then I woke up, somewhat mystified
by the dream. I wondered why in the world would I dream about these two
people, and why would they be casting out demons in my dream? After
all, they were not even Christians, were they? I did not know. After
awhile I went back to sleep.
dream about the gender of the baby, I shrugged off the dream instantly
and did not give it a second thought. I honestly did not think it was
from God, nor did I have any real feeling it was. I had no relationship
with these people except that I worked with them. Also, the dream was
about casting out demons, which was not my favorite subject at all. You
see, I was suspicious of such dreams, and was instantly inclined to
think a dream of this nature was not of God. Instead, I thought my
dream might reflect the emotional baggage of my occult past (After all,
I was a child during some very bad experiences, and a main character in
the dream was a child).
dream about the baby’s gender, nor this dream, made any sense
to me at all. However, that was just an excuse for me to
discount them. The main reason I refused to contemplate the validity of
these dreams, was because I preferred to avoid any reminder of the
occult at all. The dream about the baby was a
“predictive” dream. No thanks. The dream about my
co-workers was about demons. No thanks again! Furthermore, if I were to
walk up to my co-workers and tell them this dream, with them not even
being Christians? Well that would be pretty kooky, wouldn’t
it? I believe it was a defense mechanism on my part to quickly shove
the thought of the dream aside.
Yet God had
a higher purpose. The very next day after this dream, I met both
co-workers right after the service of my church. It was a very large
”mega”-church and no “membership
list”, so it was perfectly possible that all along we went to
the same church without knowing it. Stunned, I blurted out
this dream to them. Neither of them even looked surprised. They said
thanks, because God had “just called them into a deliverance
ministry for children.” While I was standing there, nearly
speechless, they excitedly ran off – my dream was obviously a
mere postscript to what they already knew.
dreams are perfect examples of what can be both unexpected and
discounted. Both dreams may have been just as much for me as they were
for the other person, for I was the one who lacked faith, and not them.
God used these dreams to begin breaking through my
‘paradigms’ of what dreams could be and how God
could use them. No longer was I in the occult, and He wanted
to make sure I knew that, even if others at the time were easily
frightened by my past if they knew what it was.
This section of "Diary of Dreams" is part
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