Dreaming

Sometimes I have very vivid dreams. Dreams with texture, colour, and emotion. Some dreams are ridiculous while others can be confused with another episode of life. The dreams that are filled with people that I know and storylines that are plausible are especially confusing. It usually takes me a few minutes to realize that the events in the dream didn't actually occur when I wake up in the morning. Waking up is disappointing when I had dreamt of something fantastic and amazing. At the same time, it's a great relief when I had dreamt of failure or hurt.


Once I dreamed that my mom died and I remember experiencing real feelings of grief and sadness for many months in my dream. When I woke up I was so thankful that my mom wasn't really dead but I was also semi-horrified that I would have to endure that grieving process in reality again. My dream grief hurt so much already.

Another time I dreamed that some broken relationships were mended and that I became good friends with somebody I don't talk to anymore. It was really really sad when I woke up and realized that nothing had actually changed.

With dreams so vivid, I wonder if they mean anything. Joseph had some pretty crazy dreams and they turned out to be images of the future. Generally my dreams appear to be a rehashing of what I mulled over the day before or I suppose they could be a true reflection of the hopes and fears in my mind... but I wonder if God ever tries to use them to reveal a specific lesson or fact to me. (I think He does......... but....... that is very presumptuous of me)