With no vivid reason here to find
Lately I have been finding myself rather untrustworthy with my dreams.
I just woke up from a nap where I was in a situation where I had to stab my way free from some sort of sick person who was keeping me captive. It was very nasty. I still feel sick. Like I can’t focus to type this. I would cut him, and he would keep coming at me. He had me backed into a place where I could barely escape, and he kept coming at me with new knives, and eventually I would take each knife away from him, and stab him with them. Until finally I stabbed him in the heart and woke up.
Something tells me that he was still kicking after I stabbed him in the heart.
Could this be some allegory to what is going on in the spirit world with my soul? It feels like the devil is attacking me harder and harder now that I am trying to listen to His voice more and more.
This morning I woke from an equally disturbing dream about an old chic-friend of mine. I’m not going to go into details there – lets just say that it was very uncomfortable.
I need to pray specifically about these things.
I was assigned to preach next Sunday, so I need to prepare for that as well.