Chosen – A Dream Collab

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I was in what looked like a cave tunnel system. In this tunnel, I was running away from the undead. They were everywhere, coming for me. I was afraid; I was afraid of becoming like them. I knew that there was a weapon that would bring them back to life. It broke. I found Dad and he fixed it, but he warned me, it would only work once so choose well who I hit with the beam of my newly fixed weapon.

I saw a woman, and she was after me. I chose her, and used the weapon. It shot out a beam of light, hit her, and she fell to her knees. She came to life again. Her rotting flesh was recreated to stunning beauty, and she appeared to be a radiant 20-something with beautiful blonde hair. I grabbed her hand and pulled her to her feet. We had to keep moving or they would kill us.

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We came to the end of the tunnel – it ended as an opening into a cavern as large as an auditorium. If we jumped off, we would die. And if we didn’t, there was a horde of undead below us in the room. It looked like we would die either way – but then, out of the woman’s mouth, came a praise song. It filled the chambers and the people who heard were changed and came to life.

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Not all were changed, but many were. The ones who didn’t come to life shrank into the tunnels to get away from the life-giving music.

The tunnel changed into a subway tunnel, where people were living normal lives again and the danger was gone.

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I got to ask a question at the end of the dream. I knew I could only ask one. I asked why I could only reach one when this one could reach many. The answer I got was, none would have been changed if I hadn’t reached her. And now that I think about it… what if I was the only one who could have reached her? God works in mysterious ways. So who knows. It just put in perspective how anyone could be used by God.

I had this dream over a year ago. At the time, I was struggling with wondering if my blog was making a difference or not. And this felt like a reassurance that it was. Reaching ONE can make all the difference. After all, I’ve heard it said, one man can make a difference – Jesus did! 🙂

I think the song that was sung was Amazing Grace. She was singing of once being lost, now was found. And I think that’s exactly what the “undead” in the dream was. Lost.

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I thought of asking why not all were saved, but the other question came out first. And I felt like I knew the reason. They didn’t want to change. The Light repulsed them, which is why they hid from it.

Funny how I stated in the last dream post how I rarely post about dreams, and here I am sharing another. XD This was another collab with T. R. Noble (click to read her post on this topic)! 🙂 I told her about this dream I had a while ago and encouraged me to share it.

And it’s been incredible already. The dream just now making a debut on my blog, but I told TR about it a couple of weeks ago. She wrote,  One Stone, Many Ripples, on Inside Cup. And after that, Hayley asked if she could turn it into a song.

I’m absolutely amazed at how this has already affected so many people. Blown away. Only God can do this. ❤ He is so good. 🙂


With Every Step (A Dream)

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Mom and I were driving on the interstate, and we thought we saw the courthouse in the distance, in the fog. The closer we got, the more the large building resembled a huge mansion that had a castle look to it. And it kept growing bigger and bigger and bigger…

When we drove up onto a hill, our view of this large place was unobstructed and we could see it clearly, but the size didn’t match up to what it should have. It was huge, almost like a castle. And the courthouse didn’t look like that.

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It was surrounded not by fog, but by clouds. Clouds descending onto the Earth. Clouds, morphing into a stairway…

Then, I saw the large figure stepping out of the clouds. I couldn’t see His face, but… my soul knew.

And I had all these feelings. Mostly guilt. The closer He came, the more the world faded away. All man-made buildings, roads, cars, everything faded away and was replaced by trees, grass, and nature, like He was rejuvenating the Earth with every step.

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And with His last step, the car my mom was in disappeared and I was no longer moving. The clouds descended and covered the Earth, and obstructed the view of my surroundings.

In horror, I understood – I was alone, awaiting judgment.

All I could think was every time I promised to spend time with Him and I didn’t. Every time I intended to pray and talk with Him, study with Him, and instead played some mystery game, chasing clues and discovering secrets, or played some matching game to kill time.

And now time was gone. I wished I could resurrect the time I had killed.

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The guilt was so much, I wanted mountains to fall on me to hide me from Him. I could not bear to see His face. It was too much! But He would still see me if mountains could fall on me. Even darkness is light to Him.

I broke down and prayed harder than ever before. I wasn’t able to cry because I was no longer in this body, but I still could feel the grief and despair. But no outlet. It just built up inside, knowing He was coming and I was out of chances, out of time…

I was so scared. I had this overwhelming feeling that when my turn came, He would say, “I never knew you.”

I wanted Him to know me. I wanted to know Him.

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Father, please give me a chance to fix this. Give me a chance to live for You. I know I blew it. I’m so sorry that I didn’t give You time and spent it on things that matter far less. I’m sorry I didn’t make time for You. I want to know You. I want You to know me. I’m sorry.

My soul was in a state of pure anguish.

Here, my prayer was answered, and I woke up.

I had this dream last summer. I wrote out the draft on July 18th, and Google Docs said I edited from 9:40PM until 9:56PM. 16 minutes. It was chock full of typos, which I’ve corrected. 😆

It hit me hard. I talked about it to a friend (Refreshing Spirit) who gave much-appreciated input – to read Isaiah 44:22, which was such a reassurance. 🙂 Also told my dad about it. Also noticed that the reaction I had was similar to Revelation 6:15-17. Beyond that, I didn’t explore it much further, though it still was at the forefront of my mind. I’m not the type of person who thought that I could get a warning out of a dream. I know some people do, I just didn’t think I was one of them.

This was one of the rare times I felt as if the dream wasn’t just a “normal” dream. Or a crazy dream from eating weird food before bed. It was too surreal. I know some dreams feel that real, but in this case, when I woke up, reality didn’t feel real. That’s how real this dream was.

Not even two days later, TR from Inside Cup, messaged me on Pinterest out of the blue to see how I was. I was still processing this. (She encouraged me to share this today. Thanks, TR!) We bonded over this and she gave me her thoughts. And that led to our friendship. 😊 It’s like this dream did double duty. It was a warning but also helped bring another sister in Christ into my life. ❤️ What a blessing!

So, in the end, I took away quite a bit from this dream. For one thing, I needed to spend more time with Him. I want to know Him. I want Him to know me.  (I’ll have a post next Monday and Tuesday going more in depth with this – mostly Tuesday’s. 😉)

For another thing, worldly things don’t matter. The worldly things were disappearing before His presence. The closer I get to Him, the more things of the world will fade. ❤️

O God, quicken to life every power within me, that I may lay hold on eternal things. Open my eyes that I may see; give me acute spiritual perception; enable me to taste Thee and know that Thou art good. Make heaven more real to me than any earthly thing has ever been. Amen.

Tozer, A. W. (Aiden Wilson). The Pursuit of God (p. 40). Kindle Edition.

3 Day 3 Quote Challenge, Day Five

I have no Bible verses for this, nor do I know who said it. I remember hearing it as a kid (maybe it was in a fortune cookie? I don’t remember) and it was my motto for years. 🙂 My dream has always been to write novels and publish them for others to read. I hope one day it will come true and become a wonderful memory, but until then, I dream and keep writing; one day, I’ll finish a novel and it’ll be exciting to see what will happen then. ❤


Incomplete Thinker

Something More?

This is week twelve of 100 Word Wednesday, and here is the photo and my response. 🙂 If you’d like to participate, just click the link! 😉

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I fall asleep and find myself in a green field.
Sapphire sky above, horses walking around,
But could there be something concealed?
Is there something more to be found?

Among a herd of horses, I seek
One who has a single horn;
I know, my chances are bleak,
But I dream of finding a unicorn!

I’d saddle him and ride,
Laughing, giddy all the way.
Sure, go ahead, deride,
While we ride off to play!

Then I’ll awaken from that fantasy,
Wishing curtains didn’t close the scene,
Wanting the magic to follow me,
But it can’t cross the border between –

Dream and reality…