I woke up one morning from a dream. The dream was of my daughter. She had come to me with a little bird sitting on her fingers. It was really cute. It looked like a combination of a baby chick and Tweety Bird from the cartoons. My daughter was petting its head and saying “Awe Mom, isn’t it cute?”
I said “Yes, It’s cute.”
“I’m going to eat this birdie,” she said.
And before I could say anything she opened her mouth and swallowed the cute little yellow bird head first. Then she said, “It’s still smiling Mom, It’s still smiling.”
I woke up.
I shook my head and thought, what was that about?
And this is what went through my head. “You’re asking your daughter to do something ridiculous and expecting her to keep smiling.
I thought about that. My daughter had come to me about ten times and asked me if she could quit her job. I had always talked her into continuing. I had been taught not to quit anything and not to say no to any job offered to me. So I was passing on the good work habits, I thought. My daughter was even struggling at school because of my stubborn stand and I will have to admit I didn’t see much of her usual happy nature.
My daughter came to me that day and asked me again if she could quit her job. I said with great enthusiasm, “Yes, you can.”
She was shocked. She immediately quit her job. A few months later she received the proficiency award for her class. I could have lost that for her if I hadn’t listened to the dream.
Not long after I woke up to another dream. I was standing outside of a tour bus at the school. It seemed one of my daughters was going to go on a school trip. I wasn’t scheduled to go as a chaperone but I got on the bus. We got to the edge of Minot and the bus driver stopped and walked around inside the bus asking for tickets. I found myself standing at the side of the road because I didn’t have one. But I persisted and went to the next couple of locations and wasn’t allowed in because I didn’t have a ticket to those places either.
I woke up. I didn’t even have to ask what this dream was about. There was a school trip. I can’t talk about the details but I knew what I wasn’t supposed to do. I wasn’t supposed to go on that school trip but I did more than I should have. When I look back the author of the dream knew more than I did and I should have listened.
About three and a half years ago I woke up to another dream. I was in Deloraine at the medical clinic. The doctor said to me, “Stop doing hair as soon as possible.”
I woke up and got into my day. Fibromylgia was taking over all my muscles and for a couple of years I had been trying to ignore the pain. The phone rang. I picked up the phone and instantly wondered what I was going to do. Do I believe the dream? Do I tell this person I can’t do their hair, not this week, not ever?
That wasn’t me. I would probably go and eat some pain killers and work until I couldn’t work anymore. I took the appointment. And another.
The next morning I woke up to another dream. In this one, a friend of mine who drives a school bus and has his driver’s training certificate was at the front of a big school bus. I was sitting about half way back with a kid. The kid says, “This is my corner.”
I looked down and I had one of those brake pedals that are in a driver’s training car at me feet.
“This is your corner?” I asked.
“Yes,” he answered.
I pushed on the brake a little too late and a little hard.
My friend driving the bus turned his head in annoyance as if to say “You didn’t stop soon enough.”
I woke up. I didn’t stop soon enough.
And the next dream I was placed in the basement of my mother’s house, in my old hair shop. The message was this is how far away hairdressing needs to be from you. Working in my old hair shop, that was a lot of years ago.
The next one was, it’s not the people you’re so concerned with, it’s the father and the son you don’t trust.
I asked questions every time I woke up and after a lot of them a thought went through my head. John the Baptist never asked me so many questions.
I laughed and I thought, yes but he was beheaded, but yes he was very obedient.
The dreams continued until I was totally assured that these dreams weren’t just coming from my head or from somewhere worse. I also had assurance that we would be taken care of. I quit doing hair and within a week I saw the provision come in.
Joel 2:28-29 (NKJV)28 “And it shall come to pass afterward
That I will pour out My Spirit on all flesh;
Your sons and your daughters shall prophesy,
Your old men shall dream dreams,
Your young men shall see visions.
Matthew 2:12 And having been warned by God in a dream not to return to Herod, the magi left for their own country by another way.
Matthew 2:13 Now when they had gone, behold, an angel of the Lord appeared to Joseph in a dream and said, "Get up! Take the Child and His mother and flee to Egypt, and remain there until I tell you; for Herod is going to search for the Child to destroy Him."
Matthew 27:19 While he was sitting on the judgment seat, his wife sent him a message, saying, "Have nothing to do with that righteous Man; for last night I suffered greatly in a dream because of Him."
Yes, those ones were to keep Jesus safe but God has spoken to other people in dreams also, both in the Old Testament and the New and to a lot of people who are living today.
Acts 16:9 A vision appeared to Paul in the night: a man of Macedonia was standing and appealing to him, and saying, "Come over to Macedonia and help us."
Acts 18:9 And the Lord said to Paul in the night by a vision, "Do not be afraid any longer, but go on speaking and do not be silent;