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A Dream Full of Purpose


Waking up I thought I heard my dad call me. My dad had been gone for several years. This was just another one of those dreams that I had been having. I struggled to piece together the fragments. Yes, I had been talking with Jesus. I could remember that vividly. He had reminded me of his special purpose for my life.

One of the earliest of the dreams was right after I had a strong bout with discouragement. I felt like I didn’t fit in and struggled with defeating thoughts that made me want to quit all the things I had felt God had given me to do. Things that had brought me joy at one time. “I just want to be with you now Lord, I am ready”, I said out loud one day as my mind grew too weary to sort out the negative thoughts from the positive ones.

Once I fell asleep, I found myself standing on the bank of a river. The water was the most beautiful shade of blue and the sand along the beach was like crystal. Across the river there was a large crowd of people standing. They were all looking at my side of the river and I realized that I was not by myself. People were calling to each other and waving from both sides of the river. There were loud shouts of joy when someone recognized a familiar face. There was a long arched bridge crossed the river and people were running to meet there.

I heard a familiar voice and turned to see a wonderful sight. I could not believe that my Dad was standing before me. I had not seen him in so many years. I was with him when he died so you can bet I was doing a double take. He was happier than I could ever remember seeing him. He threw his arms around me and we had a most joyful reunion.

    “Now it is time for you too meet Jesus” my father announced, in his familiar matter of fact, fashion. How exciting, I was finally going to see the Lord. I wanted this more than anything. Dad jumped into a waiting rowboat and I did not hesitate in climbing in after him. We grabbed the oars and were on our way. The beach was full of jubilant reunions and I got caught up in watching them. It was all so amazing that I didn’t notice the scenery was changing until there was nothing around us but a soft light.

Through a clearing I saw a large courtyard in the distance and children playing. We came to a bank and climbed out in the shallow water. Pulling the boat up I realized I was all alone and wondered where my dad had gone. The scene I was looking at was so intriguing that I was not too upset over his disappearance. I walked into the court yard and saw a man in a white robe on the steps that led to an alabaster building sparkling in the light.

   I didn’t realize till I got closer to the man that the light was coming from him. He looked up as I just stood there with my mouth open. There were no words for the realization that was making its way to my brain. When his eyes met mine I realized this was the Great, I Am. His gaze was so intimate and so intense. He knew me and I knew Him. I had read that His eyes would be piercing but did not realize fully till that moment that it was the all knowing and the purest of love that caused such intensity.

He knew me completely and loved me unconditionally. It seemed as though he was as moved to see me as I was to see him. He opened his arms and I ran to him. He caught me in a loving embrace as I had never known before. As he let go I fell to my feet and could not get up. I just wanted to worship Him. When He spoke his voice was a voice I had known for a long time, it was sweet and full of strength. I had always wondered what his first words in heaven would be when he spoke to me. He simply said, “You are home and I have longed to embrace you, but you can not stay. You still have work to do.

I felt revitalized and renewed. My mind was buzzing with ideas of what I could be doing. I jumped out of bed with a new found energy and desire to serve the Lord. Through my dream I was reminded that it is Christ’s love that gives my life all the purpose I need.