I’m a dreamer
Every night, I tend to have a least one dream and more often than not I remember them upon waking.
I went through a particular season of extremely vivid dreams that I felt were messages to me from the Lord speaking into my heart.
In this dream, I stood on the path in the backfields of my parent’s home
These fields had paths that wound around trees and through tall grass down to the water’s edge. I ventured along these paths almost daily to take my dog for a walk.
In the dream, I faced a woman — a woman I recognized and knew in the “real world” but could not place.
In her fifties, she wore short brown hair and looked at me through startling aqua blue eyes.
We met secretly and she told me that she had important information that I needed to know. From the urgency in her voice, and the secrecy of our meeting place, I knew that this information was of utmost importance.
I did not want to miss it.
Knowing my tendency to forget things, I searched for something to write with to record her words.
She urged me just to remember them, but when I persisted she allowed me to return to the house for pen and paper.
Once back, she passed on the wisdom I had to remember. I wrote in point form to capture her words and it filled an entire page of my notebook.
Unfortunately, upon waking I did not remember the words I had written.
However, I sensed that the message of this dream was for us to always write down all God tells us in order to never forget.
His Words are too important to leave to our memory alone.
These commandments that I give you today are to be upon your hearts. Impress them on your children. Talk about them when you sit at home and when you walk along the road, when you lie down and when you get up. Tie them as symbols on your hands and bind them on your foreheads. Write them on the doorframes of your houses and on your gates. (Deuteronomy 6:6–9, NIV)
(excerpt taken from Night Stories — Write it down)