“Let anyone who is thirsty come to me and drink. Whoever believes in me, as Scripture has said, rivers of living water will flow from within them.”By this he meant the Spirit, whom those who believed in him were later to receive." John 7:38-39
I am a dreamer. I have always had vivid dreams. Some of them are quirky. Some are scary. Some are directly from God and I can always tell the difference. If you've ever had an "encounter" with God's presence, whether through worship, prayer or any other avenue, you know the feeling you. It's an unexplainable "awe." It's what I like to call "awe-some." :) When I have these dreams from God, I wake up with a sense of reverence. A feeling that I've just spent some time in the presence of the Lord. I could take up blog upon blog of the different dreams I've had, and their meanings, but for now I'll take you through the dream that pertained to the verse above.
The setting was in a dark room. It was crowded; not with people or cluttered with things, but it was crowded with cages of frogs. These frogs were all suffering. They looked tired and close to death. They all had water feeders that had strange writings on them, none of which I recognized. I began walking through this room, concerned for these frogs who seemed to be dying before my eyes. At the end of this room, there was a desk. A lady sat behind it. She was very calm, very bright. She had a beautiful glow about her. I sat at the desk and asked this lady why these frogs were dying and how to help them. She pointed to room in the corner and said, "They need THE water. They are being fed something other than the water you drink, and they are dying. Show him." Still confused by who she was, and what exactly she meant, I stood up and walked over to the room that seemed much like a closet. In the room was an old friend of mine. Someone I had known in the past, but by no means kept in touch with or knew anything about, except for the fact he no longer believed in God. I approached him as he was caring for this frog, who he seemed to be very interested in, very worried about. I saw the concern on his face. "What's wrong?" I asked him. "I'm trying to get him to drink this water. He is dying and I can't figure out why. He's had plenty to drink but it's not satisfying." I felt a need to help my friend keep this frog alive. I looked at the water and knew immediately something wasn't right about it. I searched the closet and among the water feeders there, I saw one that stood out, that almost seemed like it glowed. The writings on the side, I recognized! It read, "The Holy Spirit." I grabbed it quickly and said to him, "This is the one! This is the water your frogs need! It's the only one that will satisfy them!" He reluctantly took the feeder from me, more out of desperation than willingness, he gave it to his frog, and the frog quickly sprang back to life. Then I woke up.
Now the story gets interesting. I had this dream about two years ago. Up until recently, I knew who this dream was meant for. I prayed for this person often. I didn't know all the details, but I knew God wanted me interceeding for this person and their life. Until recently, prayer and this dream was all I had to go by. That is, until I found this friend on a social network. Even more interesting, the word "frog" was associated with their screen name.
"In a dream, a vision of the night,
When sound sleep falls on men,
While they slumber in their beds,
Then He opens the ears of men,
And seals their instruction,
That He may turn man aside from his conduct,
And keep man from pride;
He keeps back his soul from the pit."
Job 33:15-18
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