So here we go with Dreams of WCG and what they still tell me. These are repetitive dreams with some having been experienced dozens of times until "I get it."
Lesson: You don't belong here any more. Fly away.
Dream #2 The sky is full of commercial jets. They are dropping like flies and crashing all over the place.
Lesson: You're world is crashing
Dream # 3 I am the co-pilot of a commercial jet. Every time, and I have had this dream scores and scores of times, we try to take off, a canopy of trees starts growing over the runway. I tell the pilot to hurry and he never does what I say nor does he ever acknowledge me. We crash every damn time.
Lesson: If you don't fly your own plane and only let others do it for you, you'll never get off the ground.
Dream #3b We start down the runway and here comes the canopy of trees growing over it. Screw this...I take over the controls and fly on out of it.
Lesson: You can't be the co pilot. You can't depend on others. They aren't listening and can't help you. You have to be the pilot if you want to take off.
Dream #4 This dream I have at least 50 times. I'm in Buffalo, NY trying to get to Rochester. I have a hard time figuring out which way is East and have to climb through stores and peoples backyards to get out of town. Once I get free of Buffalo and pointed in the right direction I start for Rochester on either a tricycle, a go-kart or even a skateboard. I never get there.
Lesson: I am trying to get "home" but I am doing it with an inadequate vehicle.
Dream #5 I am on a bus to and SEP camp somewhere. I get there and everyone is packing up to leave. Several times I have to climb on the bus roof because the ground is covered with snakes. I pack up an leave.
Lesson: You're too late for camp. Let the snakes be, take the bus home and get on with your life.
Dream #6 I am back a local church I pastored to give the sermon. Last night , the elder who smoozed me to my face and stabbed me in the back by telling the church I was the worst thing that ever happened to the church etc, was also there. I asked him if he was going to speak and he said no "but you better speak the truth."
Lesson: The elder still doesn't like me
I am at the feast. Sometimes it is packed full and other times it is nearly deserted and people are coming and going from rival sites. I have to speak and am up in the balcony when I am introduced to speak. I can't find my Bible or my sermon so will just go without. However, I can't find a way to get from the balcony to the stage ever.
Lesson: It's over. There is no way back and you don't need your Bible to live your life
In NONE of these dreams have I surmised that I am a prophet, an Apostle or have any business back in church. I get it!
What about you? Has your church experience haunted your dreams as your mind sorts itself out over the experience?