Dreaming on the Arm

Normally I don't put much stock into dreams. Dreams are the brain's natural way of putting everything in order that has been experienced in the last day. Or something like that. Dreams are natural and often times portray deep feelings of the dreamer.
For instance, a dream about falling indicate feelings of insecurity or anxiety in the dreamer's life. A dream about flying indicates a feeling of security about your surrounding world and a belief in your ability to complete the dream you have. A dream about being naked will often reveal a feeling of vulnerablility in your life. You feel that you are inadequate in a certain area of your life and your dreams reflect that feeling.
Most dreams can be explained away by science, and for the most part, I have to agree with these statements. But every once in a while, a dream will occur that is beyond scientific explanation. A dream that seems to have much more of a meaning than what conventional science can explain.
I bring this up because recetly I experienced a dream that was so vivid and powerful, that I cannot help but believe that it was real. Allow me to explain:

In this dream I found myself at a school that I have never attended. This happens often in my dreams, so I don't often put much stock into it. The school was located high in the mountains and had a large campus centered around a large grassy area. One side of the campus housed the classrooms in a large brick and concrete building. Another side housed the dorms. A third side was blocked by a large fence. The final side contained more classrooms in smaller buildings, but the center of the final side was inhabited by a large victorian-style house that hosed the "elite" group of students.
I really don't remember how it happened in the dream, (actually I'm not even sure if I ever explained to myself in my dream) but I managed to find myself a part of this group. I found out that these "elite" students were actually demon-hunters and took care of all the spiritual problems that occured on campus.
Anyways, what I found most vivid about the dream is that some time later (it's a dream ok), I found myself embroiled in a harsh fight with a particularily strong demon. The battle lasted quite a bit of time (in my dream) and I only ended up defeating the demon because of the timely intervention of a friend.
What scares me the most is that the feeling of fear and dread that I experienced while fighting carried over into my waking hours. I can't shake the feeling that there is an epic battle that I am about to experience for both my soul and my future. I believe that God has control over my life, but there is definitely a prescence of evil that has entered into my life.
It's hard to explain, but it's there. And it's not going away.

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