On January 28, 2016, I had a dream that I was in a hotel room fast asleep. I woke up because I felt an old familiar feeling that I dread with every fiber of my being. A feeling that has haunted, tormented and drained me physically and spiritually for the past 21 years. When this feeling of fear and angst strikes it is already to late, for evil is upon me and I am physically restrained unable to move my limbs or my lips. In this dream, I felt like I was about to be attacked, only this time I was able to jump up and scream audibly which is in starch contrast to the feeling I usually get upon awakening. There was nothing there that I could see, but I was screaming nonetheless. Something I did notice however, was when I would attempt to scream the name of “Jesus” it felt like my lips were sealed shut like Neo in the movie “The Matrix”. I mean I could hear myself screaming Jesus’s name in my head, but my lips were unable to move.
The Invisible Spirit
Sometime later in my dream, I found myself inside the bathroom which in a hotel room is usually closest to the door. I walked back to the bathroom door and then looked toward the bed and I saw an invisible Spirit. Invisible in that I could see an outline of a human-being, but could see right through it. My eyes got wider, my jaw dropped and my heart started beating fast. I was soooo terrified. I proceeded to scream and yell at the Spirit audibly with my lips, but once again when I was about to scream the name of “Jesus”, my lips were sealed shut. The Spirit began to come towards me, but I only screamed louder. Then surprisingly, the Spirit, without stopping to acknowledge me, walked right on out of my hotel room. I must admit I was a little confused, but in the same breath, relieved for I had no idea who or what it was or what it wanted with me.
Yes, I Won!
In next scene, I found myself surrounded by a crowd of men. Suddenly, out of no where a man challenged me to a fight or dual. I can’t describe or provide any distinguishable characteristics about this man, such as whether he was tall or short, thin or fat, Black or White. I could only remember that I couldn’t believe that a man would challenge me, a woman to a fight. I accepted the challenge being the former Marine that I am, and proceeded to take him down. There was no punching, scratching or anything like that, I just pinned him down on the ground with some awesome wrestling moves that would put the WWE to shame. He really didn’t put up much of a fight as it was almost like he was waving the white flag of surrender. There was no doubt in my mind, in his mind and the men that were standing around watching the fight, that I really did win and was the clear victor.
Did I really Win?
In the last scene, I found myself having a conversation with an older gentleman, an elder. Some how we got on the topic of the fight and he raised doubt about my victory noting that it was not clear. He was essentially asking me did I really win. I thought to myself “What… Did he even see the fight?” because he was the only one that questioned my victory. I woke up confused with no way of even starting to understand what it all meant, but I knew that I had to write it down. Later that night, while describing my dream to a very good friend of mine, a woman of God, a First Lady, ordained minister and my business partner, she received the interpretation from the Holy Spirit and shared it with me. I was in awe of how God had chosen to speak to me this day and how He used my friend, who was coming into her spiritual gift, to deliver the message to me. What do you believe my four-part dream meant? Please feel free to share your stories or provide feedback and don’t forget to subscribe to receive post updates. I will provide the interpretation of the dream in an upcoming post.
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