I have many times prayed for G-d to give me dreams and visions. It has been a cry of my heart since my high school years, but I don’t know that I can honestly say that the Father has answered that prayer. Until tonight.
I have to be honest. I have been quite sick for the past week, and so my first thoughts about this dream are, “It could just be the medication,” or “It is the sickness that is messing with your head.” However, this can’t be the case, because as I think about this dream, and it’s relevance in my life, there is no other plausible explanation other than this is straight from G-d.
I will do my best to relate this dream as I remember it, and then share some of what I believe it means to me. As I mentioned in my previous post, I have been praying for the Spirit to reveal in my secret sins, things that I may not even know are there, yet they prevent me from intimacy with the Father. I believe that some of what this dream brings to light are secret things in my life.
This dream was unlike anything that I’ve ever experienced before. It was as if I were reading a novel, and the words of the page were immediately coming to pass. It begins with a massive steel platform that has been erected on the side of a mountain, with one side touching the mountain, but all other sides supported by supports all the way around. The only way to get to the platform is from a ladder that goes from further down the mountain, and then opens on to the platform through the bottom. This platform is easily large enough for 3 or 4 camp sites, and that is what it is for. But this platform is also a form of bait. It has been erected in bear country, and the characters of the dream (I’m not entirely sure who anyone was, but they were there I think just to illustrate the points that had to be made.) were bear hunters. They were not hunters just for the sake of hunting bears, but they studied the bears’ behaviors and habits.
The group of hunters would split into two groups, usually of 3 or 4 people in the first group, and all the rest in the other group. Then the smaller group would go to climb the bear stand. When the dream first began, that’s what was going on. As the first scientist/hunter climbed the stand, he opened the door to get to the top, and there was a HUGE bear waiting for him. This bear immediately tore off his head, and began to eat him and share the winnings with its cub. (sorry for being so gruesome, but I think this is a vital part to everything.) The other group is totally taken by surprise, as the bear was not seen in time to warn their colleague of the impending danger, and all of the scientists below him waiting to enter the platform were in no position to attempt to save their friend.
In order to try to prevent future attacks, the hunters/scientists hunted down the guilty bear, killed it, and spread its remains around the stand as if to try to communicate to the other bears that the stand was hungry, angry, and not afraid to take revenge on anything that dared come into it’s territory. Before long, the scent of the rotting entrails vanished, and all that was left was piles of bear guts strategically placed around the stand.
At this point in my dream, the story stopped, and the words that I saw written were concerning my life. Please bear with me (pun intended) as this part of the dream becomes somewhat fuzzy (again pun intended). I’m normally very bad at remember details of dreams.
The bears in my life represent violence. As a man, I honestly enjoy things that are a bit more violent than normal. I love movies like Braveheart, The Gladiator, etc., not only because they are good movies with great storylines, but also because I like the violence. I love to watch things like UFC, boxing and other things where the fighting is somewhat senseless. (I’m not saying any of this is wrong for anyone else, but just sharing what is going on in my life.)
Some time ago, a good friend of mine shared a scripture from Isaiah (I think. I can’t find it at the moment, but I will. However, even if I can’t find the scripture that I’m alluding to, this is something that I will be changing in my life.) It had to do with setting no violent thing before your eyes. I shrugged it off, mainly because I didn’t want to hear it at the time. There were to many violent things in my life that I liked, and wanted to keep. I believe that the time has come for me to get rid of these things in my life.
The group of scientists can be compared to me and my family. As the leader of my family, I am responsible for everything that happens in my home. Whether it be what is watched on the TV, listened to on the radio, how my kids talk to their mother and I, or whatever, I am responsible. I have often tried to hunt things down that are causing problems, and then after I’ve discovered something, I’ll use that to try to ward off the “other bears” that could be lurking out there to cause more pain and damage.
I don’t know where I’ll finally come down on this issue. I know that I will get rid of my copies of movies that are to violent, and that will probably include some that aren’t all that violent. (you have to understand, our movie collection is VERY limited as it is, and so there probably won’t be much left on our shelves besides The Lion King and Madagascar, but so be it.)