In the first dream I was inside an old two-story city school. It was pouring rain, the windows were open on the 2nd level. I was in a subordinate position,and I was told by the teacher in charge, to pass out papers to her students. They were actually our students. We were sharing the job of teaching. She was eloquent and perfect in every way, and there is nothing wrong with that, but she seemed to know this and to enjoy the fact that I was not. The students were mesmerized by her. She had the cutest clothing and figure. She joked with her students and captivated them with every word about her weekend. On the other hand, everything I did was clumsy or done poorly. I could not figure out which paper belonged to whichever student. I submissively did whatever she asked me to do. Then it was time for me to go. I was allowed to leave, because I had a prior arranged appointment. As I left I tried to notify my friend that I would be late.
I walked down the stairs fumbling with my phone. For some reason it did not connect to my friend. The wind whipped the door open and then shut with a slam. As I hurried out to the puddled side-walk the sky grew darker. I could not find my car. For some reason my walk became labored. I was limping. I looked down and saw that I had a gorgeous high-heel on one foot and a bulky rubber boot on the other. 
My shoes were mismatched. I asked the Lord why I must be held back from being graceful, to be made a fool, rather than the professional teacher I was trained to be. I was made out to be a fool in front of the this "perfect teacher." Frustrated with my phone,
I prayed. I cried out to the Lord to help me with my phone call to my friend. I needed to let her know that I was running late. Just then the dream ended.
I walked down the stairs fumbling with my phone. For some reason it did not connect to my friend. The wind whipped the door open and then shut with a slam. As I hurried out to the puddled side-walk the sky grew darker. I could not find my car. For some reason my walk became labored. I was limping. I looked down and saw that I had a gorgeous high-heel on one foot and a bulky rubber boot on the other. 
My shoes were mismatched. I asked the Lord why I must be held back from being graceful, to be made a fool, rather than the professional teacher I was trained to be. I was made out to be a fool in front of the this "perfect teacher." Frustrated with my phone,
I prayed. I cried out to the Lord to help me with my phone call to my friend. I needed to let her know that I was running late. Just then the dream ended.
This concludes Part 1. To be continued...
"But I say to you, love your enemies, bless those who curse you, do good to those who hate you, and pray for those who spitefully use you and persecute you..." Matt. 5:44
4 comments:
Interesting dream. I can relate...not the dream, but to the prayers for 'those who spitefully use you and persecute you'. My daily prayer. My consolation is that with God He makes things right.
You have had a hard year. I am glad you are learning lessons and picking up the jewels while you are in the valley. I know God has plans for you Kathi!
The circumstances God brings into our lives surely have a way of teaching us and showing us our weaknesses and strengths. There are things I sometimes felt were strengths and then God showed me another perspective that was quite humbling. We are always learning and growing in all of our relationships with people and with God and I don't think it is ever "easy". I am also astounded at how God can take my daily Scripture readings to open my eyes to changes I still need and work I still need in areas; I guess we should be happy he is dealing with us in our individual circumstances and relationships ;-) . Hope you come out of this stronger.
The most beautiful part of this dream to me is that even in your dreams you go to your Father in prayer. That's power no "perfect" human has on their own.
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