My dream of The Woman and the man that was Falling Apart Dream and Intepretation:
In this dream as in most I find myself always running from people. These people are
always trying to catch me to hurt me; or at least I think so. Well in this case
It was night and everything looked clear, and I was running from these people
who were sort of psychos that wanted to hurt me; they were relentless.
Suddenly I crawled into a window of this house and found myself in an old 50's black
and white version of an old horror movie.
There was a couch, a TV a rug, wall hangings, pretty much everything that could
be set in a family home. Suddenly It was as if I was watching myself but I wasn't me,
I was a healthy normal woman wearing this poodle skirt with brown shoulder length curly hair, who
was yelling discusted at her husband because of the way he looked, who said nothing but looked at the ground. This man was big husky, and sewn together, top of his head sort of slid off half way but he adjusted it back on.
(wierd but it was a dream obviously)
The scene changed when she heard bangings on the door and I became her then.
There was someone outside, it was one of the psychos, only it turned out to be Michael Myers,
obviously something that spooked me out, he was the boogyman for me, probably the kind of mercilessness that was meant for me. The woman became frightened
because they found her, she turned to look for her husband but he had abandoned her to be killed. She turned around and there was a window open where she seen her husbands footprints in the snow,
a way of escaping her fate.
Frozen in fear as I could remember, I could not move either way in the dream. I woke up early in the morning, with the same feeling.
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I suppose in all of this, I first blamed my guy for these psycho people chasing me, but I kind of got
the idea a little bit later on that he was trying to warn me only, he wanted to protect me from them but
couldn't. I am grateful for that always.
I know that there are dangers in the world but I really can't live my life in fear. Fear is something I beat
last year. I become afraid from time to time, don't get me wrong. Maybe there are real things that
are that merciless, after me that no one can save me from, or I can't run from...and I won't..
the thing is...
Though they may be of the supernatural, though there might be forces in the world I can't control. I also have a God who looks after me as well. If it is his will that I go home that way, I will be given
the grace to be able to go home strong.
I was thinking about these things today, I could feel this sorrow, worry, and grief in my heart from my guy (don't ask me how I can...can't explain it) Theres a feeling at the right side of my head too a sort of pressure...at the same time however I feel this sensation of peaceful oil on my forhead, that keeps me from falling into confusion and fear and succumbing to these overwhelming fears and just falling straight forward into darkness. I believe that is from the Holy Spirit.
I thought if I keep praying and preaching the gospel that I would go down for it, I tried not to care or be worried nor feel pity for myself, if I did I knew I'd go to Heaven anyway..
Today, something wierd happened, I went to pay a bill and parked by the telephone authority; after
I came out of the building I noticed this wall hanging on the ground right beside the car it said:
"LIVE"
I picked it up and put it in my car and brought it home. I thought about it all day, and thought well
its gotta be God who's letting me know that I will be okay, he will look out for me, he will charge his
angels over me to keep watch no matter what happens.
God will protect me from all the psychos in the world, because hes got a good plan for my life.
I have been persecuted spiritually all last year just for taking a stand as a Christian, it was not easy at all...
To my guy - I will be okay, and you will be okay too. We'll be alright.
