My Dream

I walked through the sands of the Bitter and Sweet,
I climbed up the mountain where I sat at Your feet,
And we stayed there for just awhile.

Now I search high and low to find You--- why did You go?
When will You come back, I'm desperate to know.
But I know You won't desert your child.

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This song is based on a dream I had... one of the coolest dreams I've ever had, I must say.

It started with several tasks that I had to accomplish.  I did all these things, knowing I needed to get to the Cinnamon and Sugar farm at the end (go figure).  When I got to the farm (after all the rest of the items were crossed off the list), I stepped out of the car onto the cinnamon and sugar... it was like sand everywhere.  Harmony, a missionary here at TECH, met me wearing overalls.  She and I discussed the few questions we would have for Jesus if we could just talk to Him. 

We decided it was time, so she said goodbye to me, and I headed across the fields of cinnamon and sugar.  I climbed up this mountain, still made of the sandy mixture, and I sat down, Indian-style.  Suddenly Jesus appeared--- He was lit up, like there were fluorescent lights shooting out of Him... but more like a diamond under light because all colors of the rainbow were reflecting off of Him... It was crazy!


I just stared.  He waited, looking at me with a knowing smile on His face. 

I stared for awhile longer... then He was gone.

I ran down the mountain, across the field and back to Harmony.  She asked what He said. I admitted that I actually couldn't think of anything to ask Him... but that I could if I had a second chance.  She agreed that we should try all of this again.

So, believe it or not, I actually recounted to her my entire adventure before arriving at the Cinnamon and Sugar farm, and we decided I needed to do it all again. 

Hahaha!!!  So I began my dream from the start.  I went to all of the same places, found the same people, said the same things, then drove out to Harmony's farm.  She said, "Are you ready this time?"  I said yes. 

I walked across the sand, up the mountain, and I sat down.  Jesus appeared AGAIN!  The same way!  I was overwhelmed by the light and color and... HIM, that I couldn't say anything... again.

I came down the mountain after He'd left.  I walked up to Harmony, and I said, "I couldn't think of anything to say."

She said, "Maybe those questions just aren't important when you're face to face with Him."


Then I woke up.



All week, since that happened a week ago, I've been expectant.  I keep thinking Jesus is close by... I was at church Friday preparing for worship, and I heard a sound.  I felt so foolish when I realized it wasn't Jesus, and I had mentally prepared myself for Him to be coming in.  I wish it would be soon...

I guess I just miss Him.  Pretty soon...