Side note: Since the beginning of my race the Lord has put it on my heart to start a series on my blog; a series of sharing my dreams with you. I have been hesitant in doing because the Father speaks to me so clearly in vivid dreams and I was afraid of judgement. After talking with Him about it, I’ve decided to listen to the tug on my heart and start this series on my blog. This was the first dream I had, one that I can remember vividly, and one that I’ve had a couple times in my life. I hope that this encourages you and that God is able to speak to you through it. Thank you for reading!
The feeling of sand came to me first. Then the smell of the salty ocean as I took in a deep breath of fresh air. I opened my eyes to reveal a beautiful beach. Bare of any footprints in the sand, people, toys, or anything of that sort. It was just me, the fresh crisp salty air, and the white fluffy sand under my feet.
I started to walk across the sand leaving a trail of little footprints behind me. I felt older, but I was the same age that I was when I closed my eyes. I was six and wise for that age. At least, that’s what I thought to myself. I walked across the sand and around the small dune of sand bushes. I turned to my left and paused in confusion. Right in front of me stood a shiny silver monkey bar set. “Great” I murmured to myself “I don’t like monkey bars and now they are in my dream?” I knew I couldn’t climb them in real life. In fact, I avoided them at all costs on the play ground. Yet, what surprised me even more was the fact that one second I was complaining about how much I disliked monkey bars and the next I found myself reaching for the first bar as my feet rested on the metal stairs. I reached for the bar and as soon as I got a hold of it I felt an arm hug my waist, propping me up in the air. That surprised my too. “I thought I was the only one at the beach” I said to myself. I looked down to see that it was one of our family friends that I grew up with. I haven’t seen her in a while. I wasn’t expecting her to be at the beach helping me. Not because I didn’t want her to help me, but because I haven’t seen her in a while.
Nonetheless, I was grateful. She helped me complete all the monkey bars, propping me up the whole way. Once I finished she congratulated me with her kind words and a hug. Even though her back was turned to the late morning sun her face still glowed as if it was in the light. She looked beautiful and that was the truth. I loved and missed her. That was the truth too. I climbed down the stairs off the monkey bars back to the white fluffy sand. I ran down to the edge where the sand met the water. I gazed upon the sparkling water and the hot sun that rested above it. For some reason, I still thought I was there alone on the beach and for some reason being alone didn’t scare me like it did in real life. I looked up and to my left then to my right. Unexpectedly, there were people lining the waters edge as far as my eyes could see. Not just anyone; no, I knew all of them from somewhere even though I haven’t met them yet in real life. There were people from so many different countries, ethnicities, and languages all over the world lined up against the water both to my right and left.
It surprised me that I knew all these people from so many different nations and recognized them. It surprised me that some of my family was on that line of people. It surprised me that they were all hand in hand with a big smile across their face. But, most of all it surprised me that they were all looking at me. Me of all people. All of them looked to me for the next steps even thought I was a mere little six year old. Although, these things surprised me I wasn’t scared, worried, or doubted what to do. I had confidence and reassurance of what was happening. It almost seemed as if I knew what I was doing and what was going on even though my conscience was confused. I closed my eyes again inhaling another deep breath. Then I turned my eyes to the bright white sun that hovered over the water. The water sparkled more than ever and the sun was so bright white that it could have blinded me, but it didn’t. As soon as I saw that sun I knew what to do like it wasn’t even a second thought.
I grabbed the biggest piece of beautiful violet silk fabric I could find. The violet purple linen rubbed against my hands as I walked back up to the waters edge where I had left the people waiting for me for a short while. I had the people to my left pass down the violet silk until everyone on my left side was holding a piece of it. Then I had the people on my right do the same. I look to the sun again and nodded to myself. For I knew what to do and I was given this position to lead all these people to do it too. After my deep breath and nod I ran. I ran into the water careless about getting wet because I was free indeed. I ran holding the violet silk fabric over my head. Everyone to my left and right followed in my footsteps. We were running across the water. We were never going to stop running until we accomplished our mission. Our mission was to run to the sun.
