It's been a while since I posted! Life has been crazy. I landed a new job, bought a new car, and moved into a new home. So needless to say I've been quite busy. But I've always wanted to find a reason to post again! Finally I did.
I Just woke from a VERY odd dream. Now before I mention it, I don't want to offend anyone with this dream. I know there are others out there who don't have the best relationship with God, but it was part of my dream. So I apologise in advance. Anyhow, I dreamt that I was on a mountain training with our brothers, I was wearing what looked like a white bed sheet wrapped around me with brown belts holding it together, and brown sandals, so basically a homeless angel! I'm still not really sure what kind of training that actually was, but we were training with God... On a living mountain is the best I can describe it. At first we were flying around with our wings, then we were told to land, and we no longer had wings, like at all.
I said, father, I have no wings!... This is the part where the mountain came alive, quite literally. If you walked on it, it could form rocky arms and devour you (this was all a simulation though put together by God like the X-Men in the danger room), so the mountain kept trying to do that. And I kept at least, being able to jump high enough to avoid it's long rocky arms, God insisted I could fly without wings, I just had to will myself. It was difficult. Eventually I did fly a little.
One thing sticks out... I had a great sword, and I remember having my hand on the hilt, and feeling that we were bonded to each other somehow, I'm not sure how an inanimate object could be bonded to me but it was and I to it.
Also when I woke up from the dream I saw blue light in the corner of my room briefly
I Just woke from a VERY odd dream. Now before I mention it, I don't want to offend anyone with this dream. I know there are others out there who don't have the best relationship with God, but it was part of my dream. So I apologise in advance. Anyhow, I dreamt that I was on a mountain training with our brothers, I was wearing what looked like a white bed sheet wrapped around me with brown belts holding it together, and brown sandals, so basically a homeless angel! I'm still not really sure what kind of training that actually was, but we were training with God... On a living mountain is the best I can describe it. At first we were flying around with our wings, then we were told to land, and we no longer had wings, like at all.
I said, father, I have no wings!... This is the part where the mountain came alive, quite literally. If you walked on it, it could form rocky arms and devour you (this was all a simulation though put together by God like the X-Men in the danger room), so the mountain kept trying to do that. And I kept at least, being able to jump high enough to avoid it's long rocky arms, God insisted I could fly without wings, I just had to will myself. It was difficult. Eventually I did fly a little.
One thing sticks out... I had a great sword, and I remember having my hand on the hilt, and feeling that we were bonded to each other somehow, I'm not sure how an inanimate object could be bonded to me but it was and I to it.
Also when I woke up from the dream I saw blue light in the corner of my room briefly
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