Dream and Interpretation (?)

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: I woke up yesterday after a dream. I didn't think about the dream at first, I was thinking about Parallel Universe for some reason. Then I started praying, and I felt that I was experiencing some sort of clarity about something, and I wanted to share it (and the dream). : (NOTE: Some of the thoughts mentioned here are specifically regarding Parallel Universe, the fellowship. I feel that these ideas can be translated into other fellowships also.) : Steven Meigs is NOT Parallel Universe. PU is not about him and his teachings per se. We have gathered together with a mutual acceptance/interest/love/what-have-you relating to Jesus Christ, ultimately, God. As cliche as it sounds, Parallel Universe is bigger than what any 1 person can realize. This means that we are all responsible to each other for keeping the church alive. : This excites me! I am a co-owner with you, and this is our pursuit. As we've been studying in I Corinthians 3, the foundation is laid, and it is up to us to choose our materials to build. PU is precious stone that will not be burned away! This is our opportunity to please Him! : Ok... Now to the dream... : As I was praying and thanking God, I felt a heaviness. It wasn't a negative feeling; I remembered feeling this when I was a small child. Back then, though, it would always frighten me. This time I just accepted it. If you hooked me up to a machine, it would've registered an increased heart beat and perhaps some sort of electrical disturbance... maybe a doctor would say I was having a stroke or something. Everytime I feel it though (very few times in my life), I choose to believe that it is God visiting me. : My eyes were closed, but I decided that for the first time, I would open them. I looked around. Nothing freaky, I was still in bed, but the heaviness was there. I have opened my eyes in the past, and this had usually made the feeling go away. Anyway, there I was, feeling God's presence with my eyes open. : I started to think about questions to ask Him, and I found myself empty (which SUCKS!). I tried to force some thoughts out, but now I realize that this is not necessarily the right place to go. A few ideas did go through my head, and then a wall of sorts "appeared." After the wall passed I remembered my dream... : *** *** *** : I pulled into a gas station because my car was messed up. I had been towing this large metal object on a flatbed trailer. The flatbed trailer was like the ones towed by 18-wheelers. The metal object was crated and had various pieces-parts in crates alongside it on the trailer. : I went in to use the phone, but I was concerned about my cargo. I was pulled in two different directions: I had to fix my car to continue on my journey, but I also had to protect the cargo. I went in to use the phone, but I kept the trailer in sight at all times. Each call proved to be a dead end - and it took me a while, because in between every call, I would walk out to check on all the crates. : Eventually, I did find a mechanic that would come out and help me. I decided to wait (by the trailer, of course) until the mechanic showed up. It started getting dark, and then a tow truck pulled into the gas station. : I approached the driver and asked him what took so long. His response was odd, I didn't know why, but I instantly didn't trust him. He said that he had tools in his truck, and he'd take a look, but it might be expensive. I felt stuck, but I had to get back on the road. Instead of pushing the issue, he told me to think about it, and he'd be right back. : In the meantime, there were several cars coming and going at the gas station. I looked around and felt that something was wrong with the crates on the trailer, like someone had gone through them. In my haste to get moving, I had turned my attention away from watching the cargo. I ran frantically through the gas station looking for any signs of a missing crate, and still managed to keep an eye on the trailer (stressful dream, eh?). : The tow truck driver came walking out of the gas station with a woman. At the same time, another tow truck pulled into the parking lot. I realized that the first driver was there to pick up his wife - not to help me (this is why I had the odd feeling about him). Then, the two drivers started arguing about who was going to get my business. Somehow I got it across that I wanted the new driver to do the work because I had called him first. : The next thing I had to do was track down my missing crate. A friend of mine (in the dream) had parents who were police officers, so I decided to call them. The mother answered and I told her about the crate. She said that they would be right over. The details are a little fuzzy here, but I remember that they got there and I told my story to the father, and he kept making non-sequitur comments... like I would say that I turned away for a few minutes and when I looked back, the crates were misaligned... his response was that there was a lake nearby that he used to walk around... I would ask if he thought the crate was thrown in the lake (trying to make sense of his comment)... and he said that he always wanted to drive a delivery truck... The last thing I remember from the dream is that it was up to me to take care of things. I cannot rely on anyone else to handle problems that are important to me. This is not to say that I can't lean on anyone or trust anyone, but if something is precious to me, I have to "manage" it myself. : *** *** *** : That section above happened in an instant, and the last two sentences was a segue into the realization and interpretation that follows... : 1. The object I was carrying in the dream was a Bessemer Converter. It represents true doctrine in my life - how precious it is - and how important it is to protect. : 2. The identity of the object was unknown to me until God revealed it to me. As these thoughts came to me, I was under that "heaviness" which I equate to the presence of God. This is how true doctrine is revealed to us - remember Peter and what Jesus said when Peter called Him Christ? "...blessed are you Peter, for flesh and blood has not revealed it to you, but my Father in heaven, and upon this rock will I build my church..." : 3. My life (my temple, my church, etc.) is about "Who is Christ?" The journey I was on in my car was an eternal trip to "discover" Him. Even the pit stop was a part of that journey -- ESPECIALLY the pit stop was a part of the journey. : *** *** *** : Please keep me in prayer. Although I felt God's presence, and felt His touch in my life... the last two days have really sucked as far as me getting things done (e.g. the notes from Sunday not getting posted until today). : Today, I learned a good lesson in shifting my focus from my circumstances to God, but I need help making this a consistent factor in my life... : Thanks for reading all this, and thanks for your prayers... : Love, : J

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