Messages Through Dreams

How many of us actually get messages from other realms as we sleep? Most of us probably pass the dream off as just that - a dream. But is it really?

Being from a small rural community, when there is a tragedy, the ripple effect is almost debilitating. Last Friday, a car of high school students was struck by a truck as they were on their way to school. The front seat passenger, a 15 year old, was killed instantly. The driver, a senior and brother to the 15 year old, was flown to Shock Trauma, and thankfully was released with relatively minor injuries. The third student, who was in the back seat, suffered a broken femur and has had multiple surgeries since Friday. How does this all connect to the messages in dreams?

Since Friday, it has been hard to focus on anything except the hundreds of grieving people in my small community. Even if you did not know the young men, it is hard not to be effected by the overwhelming feeling in this town. A candle light vigil was held Sunday night only to amp up those overwhelming feelings. From that day, I have had the craziest dreams. Although, I know they are not dreams, but visits, it is just easier to explain them as dreams.

I have been visited three different times from different people. The first night, Friday, I had a visitation from my grandfather who has since passed 7 years ago. I only get visitations from him when I am at my most vulnerable from something going on in my life. This time he was there to tell me that I'm doing a good job supporting kids who need help - not just in the accident, but all kids who I have contact with. That's comforting - but pretty generic. Not that I am complaining, mind you, I LOVE getting visits from my grandfather. It took 6 years before I had one and now I wait for them.

The second visit was one that struck me the most. Throughout my life, whenever there was something major going on in my life, I would get a visit from Jesus. Sunday night I kept having dreams of someone handing me a mirror. I would look into it and I would see horrible scenes. It was really scary. But, one time, I was handed a mirror and I looked in and it was filled with smoke. Slowly, I saw an outline of Jesus. He was holding his hand out toward me. I could feel his healing energy coming through me until it made me feel like I was drunk. At the same time, I heard, "Heal others as I have healed you." For the rest of the night, I searched in the mirror for Jesus to reappear. That was the 2nd visit I had from Jesus that dealt with me looking into a mirror.

The last visit was last night. A former boss, who died last year, came to me to tell me what a wonderful job I was doing in my new role. He went on and on about how he knew I would do well in that position, etc. Then he told me to just always remember the kids - they come first. Nothing else is as important as the kids. And then he was gone.

Who says you don't get advise from the other side while you sleep? The only problem is, I have learned to expect it and get disappointed when it doesn't happen. Moral of the story...expect it and pay attention. It happens more than you think.