And oh, he did get me to talk, but not all at once. I held my own too. But bit by bit I revealed all the details of the dreams, which could easily have been interpreted the wrong way. This did not satisfy his curiosity. Now he wanted to know why I had had the dreams. Like I knew! I remember speaking to the Lord asking him why I had had not one, but two dreams with this man in them? After asking question after question, day after day, I found that I did have an interest in Mr. Honey Badger. In fact, because of our many conversations, I was able to find a new church home in my area that propelled my walk with the Lord. But there was still a nagging as to why I had had the dreams and why two? It was normal for me to contact people who randomly showed up in my dreams. But no, I don't always tell them I had a dream about them and rarely do I tell them the dream unless it feels comfortable to. But this situation was different. It was more intense and I had found myself in a quandary as to what to do about it.
Days turned into months, and finally months turned into a year. I purposely didn't call him when we communicated so that I would at least know that it was his desire to talk. I had become spoiled waiting for my morning, afternoon, and evening calls. He had been the first voice I had heard in the mornings and the last one before I had fallen asleep. I think we must have been speaking everyday for 10 months before we had a break in communications which finally led to weekly calls. But what I found out to my knowledge was that the embrace of love that I had experienced in the first dream (see #13 Dreaming of Love), ended up being the church home that I had found through him. It may have been almost a year before I finally realized that. In my mind, I just knew that it had to be something special between me and Mr. Dreams (aka Mr. Honey Badger) but he never gave me that permission that was granted in dream #2 to come on in (see #13 Dreaming of Love). If there was ever meant to be anything more between us, I would never know. The good news was that at least he lived in another state and I didn't have to deal with him face to face. At least I did have my new church home, and a new found friend in him.
I don't think he ever came to grips with the fact that I had fallen for him through a dream. But like I had told him, the dream had started the interest, but he had perpetuated it through our conversations. Yes, within the year that we had communicated, I had shared my interest in him. However, he never could get his head wrapped around why I would have liked him like that, especially since I had not felt anything personal for him before. All I have to say to that is, if anyone had felt the love shared like it was in my dream, they would have been in love too. Fortunately, in the end I was in love, but it was more in love with the Lord.
To Be Continued...
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| Bring me a dream! by JaMax |
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