Have you ever woke up from a dream, and it stayed with you for days, and you were left wondering what it meant? I dream often, however, I wake up and forget the dream. Sometimes it will bug me, because I knew it was a good dream and it just vanished when I opened my eyes.
The other night was different. I had a dream and I remember it as if I was living it in real life, or as it was just last night I dreamt it. Let me first explain the night of the dream.
My husband and I were talking, and we both were a bit down. We were talking about afterlife, and if there really is one. You see we have a hard time understanding how those people who do nothing but good, and that live to be good end up dying slow painful deaths, yet those that rape, and murder live long healthy lives, and die quick.
There was a lot more to our conversation, and I was feeling bitterness, and it starts to make you question if there really is an afterlife, and if there really is a higher power. So anyways that night I go to sleep, and I went to sleep feeling defeated by my thoughts and my emotions.
I drift off in dreamland, and I have a dream that starts off really scary and ends strangely. I wanted to get right up and blog about my dream before I forgot it, but then thought I would be looked at as crazy. So I told my husband instead, well I am now going to tell y’all because it still has me wondering what it all means.
I was with my family, my husband, daughter and I were in our car, and my sister and her family was in her truck. We were driving I am not sure where we were going, however, a storm was brewing and we ended up being chased by a tornado. I was freaking out, and crying and I kept telling them we needed to stop and seek shelter, but I had a bad feeling. So we stopped the vehicles, and we like covered our heads, and was preparing for the tornado to take us… When all of a sudden the tornado just stopped behind our car. It was still doing the twisting and such but it wasn’t moving…
After a short time, the tornado just disappeared. Vanished and I have no idea where it went. But we were all scared so we got out of the car, we were looking at all the damage that the tornado had caused. We sat down at a picnic table, when I noticed an eagle… I just kept thinking bad things, first the tornado now this huge eagle.
All of a sudden the eagle flies down and like sits beside me at the picnic table… like on the table top part. This eagle kept nudging my hand like a cat would when they want you to pet them. So I was petting the eagles head. It was all so real. I then woke up and was left to wonder what the dream meant.
With the timing of the dream it seems as if it was God letting me know things will be fine.