The Dreams Begin – Santiago, Chile
My dream: I was sitting in a taxi cab with the window open. A handsome young man with dark wavy hair and green eyes leaned in and kissed me goodbye.
That was my first vivid dream that wasn’t a nightmare. I had been serving as a missionary for The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints in Santiago, Chile for less than a month when I dreamed this.
Unbeknownst to me, I had met my husband-to-be already. We met at a church-sponsored dance and dated for a while. Shortly after we stopped dating, I decided to serve a mission like my grandmother had in Hawaii as a young woman.
Missionaries for the Church serve one and a half or two years. During that time they commit to not dating or looking for a spouse. So, as I was not currently dating, this dream and the one that followed were not a result of a current relationship. And although the dream reminded me of Clint, with his wavy hair and hazel eyes, it had been 6 months since I last saw or heard from him.
After a second similar dream, I retold the dreams to my companion Hermana Parra (Sister Parra) when she asked how I’d slept. She was very interested in dreams and told me a little about dream symbolism. Rough waters as a symbol of trouble is the only thing I remember. It was an important key to the symbolism of a dream I had a few years afterwards.
When Clint wrote to me near the end of my mission, I was shocked and delighted. We were engaged two and a half weeks after I returned home and married several months later. That’s a story for another time. 🙂
Dreams Have Meaning in My Life?
I didn’t used to believe dreams were significant. Even after the dreams I had as a missionary I lacked confidence in the possibility. Who was I to have access to God through dreaming?
That was before I read The Memory Catcher: When Angels Speak, Who Will Listen? by Sarah Hinze and Visions of Glory by John Pontius. As I read about Sarah’s life and how God guided her to discover her purpose, in part through dreams, I started to believe God would do the same for me. My confidence grew when I later read Visions of Glory that God speaks to ordinary people like myself, at times, in dreams. I needed to be open to the possibility and realize I was not the exception to receiving gifts from Him! And neither are you!
I’ve found as I look for meaning prayerfully God shows me He often uses dreams to address my concerns and needs.
Does That Mean All Dreams Come From God?
No, obviously not! A nightmare could be just a bit of undigested beef, stress, or health related issues.
Generally when I’m under more stress and not sleeping well I don’t give as much heed to the dreams I have. They are usually more fragmented and difficult to understand.
The clear, easy to remember, or repetitive dreams are the ones I especially pay attention to look at their meaning. Sometimes they lead to learning new information that I may not know how to use yet. Life is like a puzzle that way where we learn and eventually put assorted pieces together for a clearer picture.
I suggest more do come from God, or could if we believed in the possibility, than we give credit.