In that place between wakefulness and sleep this morning, I heard, or more like, felt, a voice that said,
"I am going to say a word. The first two letters in that word is my message to you. That word is 'God.'"
I woke up with that ringing in my ears and, because I'm not so with it in the morning, it took me a few seconds to figure out that the first two letters in God is G-O. Was the message, "go?"
Although I always dream very vividly, I am not accustomed to experiences such as this and it's got me a little weirded out.
The last time I felt like this was almost exactly three years ago. I was at the Princeton Youth Ministry Forum, which was held on St. Simons Island, Georgia. (fantastic place, btw.) I was in a seminar led by Ron Foster, co-author of this incredible youth ministry resource. Ron gave each of us a smooth black stone and asked us to go outside, commune with God, and seek a message from God.
At that time, I was very excited about a prospective call "back east" and was looking forward to interviewing and doing a neutral pulpit a couple of weeks from then. So, I was surprised that while sitting and looking at the ocean, the word "stay" kept coming into my mind.
When it was time to go back inside, Ron passed out metallic markers to write upon the stone words or pictures which described what God was saying to us. I wrote "stay," puzzled a little over that message, but not for very long. I tossed the stone into a front pocket of my suitcase and forgot about it.
Fast-forward a few weeks later- I had been extended the call from the church and wanted so very badly to accept it, but my husband wasn't feeling it. The day I made the phone call to reluctantly turn down the call, I was emptying out my suitcase and found the stone. Although it gave me no comfort at the time, I put it on my kitchen windowsill, where it still sits.
Now, this morning I have this strange experience with hearing the word "God" and being told, in my dreaming, that the first two letters is the message. I haven't done a lot of dream work in spiritual direction or therapy, but this would be very interesting to examine.
hmmmmmm......... maybe it was something I ate?
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7 comments:
Woah. That gave me chills. Very interesting indeed...what's your first impulse (when you don't judge yourself) that it might mean? "Go" in what sense? The very first impulse?
Ditto on the chills. Pay attention to it--not compulsively, though. It will become more clear, I'm sure. I've had this type of thing happen to me before.
Nifty. And wacky.
I'm with grace thing. Chills.
Love to you.
I SO relate to this experience,and like imngrace said, pay attention, it will become clear. Sounds like the wind (God's Spirit) is blowing. Exciting!
iris how very cool... listen. pray. listen. pray. sip some coffee. read some scripture. pray again. it'll come back to you if indeed it was god's prompting. not out of the question right? i mean consider how many times in scripture folks recieved messages in dreams...
ditto to all the good advice.
a spooky but wonderful blessing, clarity will come.
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