The pastor introduced himself to me and then to Keith. He shook our hands and took a moment to get to know us. He asked Keith a couple of questions, and when I began to add to Keith’s answer, the pastor put his hand over my mouth.
If you’ve met me, you have a feeling what I was feeling – and it had nothing to do with church.
I considered, just for a moment, that I should lick his hand. It would serve him right. You are supposed to lick the hand that someone puts over your mouth, right?
I held back, but it was not easy.
Keith finished what he was saying and the pastor removed his hand from my mouth.
I scowled at him – because he needed a good scowling. “That is the second time that has happened to me in the last twenty-four hours.” I tried to reign in my contempt.
The pastor smiled at me – he SMILED at me! What made it worse was it was one of those smiles that let you know it’s more than just a smile. “Maybe that should tell you something.” He said with that smile still shining brightly.
Through the haze I realized it was only a dream!
I woke up and began to consider the implications of the dream. I confess that I am still contemplating. Two very different dreams, but in both someone covered my mouth as I was speaking – AND I remembered the first incident when the second one occurred.
Do you learn from your dream?
Daniel and Jeremiah both talked about the importance of dreams:
Daniel 5:12 – Forasmuch as an excellent spirit, and knowledge, and understanding, interpreting of dreams, and shewing of hard sentences, and dissolving of doubts, were found in the same Daniel, whom the king named Belshazzar: now let Daniel be called, and he will shew the interpretation.
Jeremiah 23:28 – The prophet that hath a dream, let him tell a dream; and he that hath my word, let him speak my word faithfully. What [is] the chaff to the wheat? saith the LORD.
Joseph dreamed dreams (and he bragged about them, which did NOT turn out well for him). Another Joseph (the father of Jesus) also dreamed a dream that saved Mary, Joseph, and baby Jesus.
I stared up at the ceiling and pondered my dreams. In the past, I have had similar dreams over a period of three nights – same theme or same person involved. This was the first time in my life that I encountered a situation where I had the same situation in two dreams on the same night. And did I mention people were covering my mouth?
The longer I contemplated the situation, the less I understood. Life called from the other room, and I left the dreams on my pillow while I faced the day. I will invest some energy today into watching my words, but I will continue to think and pray on the experience in my dreams.
What dreams have you encountered that left you wondering? Did you have someone to talk through the dreams with, or maybe someone gifted in understanding dreams (like a Joseph)?
Sometimes I think that our lives get so crowded that the only time we are quiet enough to hear from God is when we are sleeping. Maybe that is why we often have these types of dreams. I just hope that nobody else chooses to cover my mouth, because I suspect somebody will get licked.