Dream of Jesus

Before I launched for this trip i had a 5 day training in Georgia/ North Carolina. This was the first time I met the leaders that I would be leading with. My favorite thing about this group of people is how uniquely we experience Jesus. One of the alumni team leaders that I get the pleasure to walk alongside always would tell us “dream of Jesus” before we would go to bed. The  first time i heard that I thought.., “awe that’s so cute”, but I never thought much of it.

Dreams  are so interesting because it is a time where there is truly  no control over  thoughts. To someone like me , who is very concerned about how I steward my thoughts , this can be very scary. What  a concept ! We close our eyes at night and we lose all control.

I have never thought about this until,  I left for Georgia to start this trip. The very first night up until the day we left for Costa Rica, I was  attacked in my dreams. I had dreams surrounding past trauma in my life and had to relive it every time I went to sleep. There were several nights where I would have a nightmare and not be able to wake up from it all while aware of everything happening around me but not able to awaken. I was very scared every time it was time to go to bed which led me to stay up very late and wake up super early.

One night while I felt absolute terrified to go to bed, I was doing my goodnight routine and completely broke down into tears. I was so sick of the enemy entering into my life in a way that I had absolutely no control of my brain to fight that battle. I told my leader and together we spent an hour in prayer over my sleep and my space. That night I experienced the holy spirit like never before come over me. 

The  nightmares went away. This week I have been praying to experience God in a new way. This prayer is one of those that I softly spoke to the Lord because I was honestly scared. But last night the Lord answered that prayer in such a sweet way.

Last night I did dream about Jesus. In my dream,  I was standing at the shore of a lake that my family would always go to when I was growing up. I was wearing a  long white dress staring at the water. The  Lord told me that a huge wave was going to come and wash over the shore and I needed to move away from the shore. Immediately  I started running away from the water.  God then picked me up and placed me back towards the shore. He  said “hannah I never said to run I just told you to move. I then began to take a few steps forward  and the water arose and crashed down right behind me but never touched me. As I took steps  florescent orangish red prints were left behind. When I got to the end of the beach,  the water settled and washed over the shore. As the water was pulled back random items were left on the shoreline . Headphones, coins, a hairbrush, and a guitar where left peaking out of the sand. I began to pick them up and walk back towards the water. I then woke up.

I am not too sure what this dream means to me but I have never in my life dreamt about God or have had dreams surrounding him. When I woke up and began to processed what I just experienced,  it made me question why I never thought to pray and ask the Lord to replace the holes that the enemy was leaving in my heart and full it with His truth and goodness. A lesson that the Lord has been teaching me is how he takes care of his kids. He loves us so much and longs to be near to us. And it’s  crazy to think that I was able to experience his love and protection through a dream. So the term “Dream of Jesus” means something so special to me now.