Out of the Blue

The other night I had a dream that just won't get out of my head. Maybe if I put it to words, the images will, if not disappear, make room for other thoughts....

I was at a large service station. Many mechanics working on vehicles. One of the mechanics turned to me and it was "RR" someone I had known in high school. He was always treated cruelly by other students and came from a broken, troubled home. I have regrets about not siding with him when he was picked on, but instead I silently stood by while he was taunted by the high school hecklers.

RR approached me, we hugged & started a catch-up conversation. I was relieved that he had fared well in life because even to this day, I find myself drifting to thoughts of him on occasion. As we were talking, we walked out of the garage. Outside it was a dark, ominous day, no sun in a cloudy sky with the weighty feel of an impending storm.

Suddenly I looked to the sky and there the most amazing site greeted my gaze. A pair of hands (bigger than life) came racing through the clouds. The best way I can describe the hands was that they appeared to be the most brilliant blue - the blue of a bolt of lightening - except unlike lightening they did not light up the darkened sky and disappear within seconds. Rather, they slowly moved across the break in the clouds illuminating the darkened sky. Watching the hands I was filled with an indescribable awe.

Then very clearly I heard the words; "behold the hand of God is upon thee" and saw around me people dropping to their knees in prayer. I, too, fell to my knees and began to pray. Next to me, on his knees, was another face from the past; "DB" who I had always felt a sort-of "protected" feeling from. Growing up he was a neighbor from down the road & one of many brothers. Though we never dated, to this day when I see him (which is very little) I always feel a sort of kindred spirit between us.

As DB & I were praying to the illuminated sky, I realized that around us were people refusing to look to the sky, going about their way. This confused me, couldn't they see what was happening? And then very clearly I heard; "For tho they too can see, still they will not believe".

Suddenly I was awake. Wow! I felt such a strange sensation as though I were outside of myself. My body felt heavy beneath me and I was filled with a range of emotions - joy that I had been so close to God, fear for those who refused to believe & trepidation wondering what this dream could mean. I could not move for quite some time, barely able to utter the words; "I think God just came to me in a dream" to my husband.

After 25 years of marriage, Mike has learned to expect the unexpected with me for a wife and merely asked a few innoculous questions.

This questioning actually helped bring me back to myself and I started to slowly feel more grounded in the moment.

But the dream has not faded the way most dreams do. I see them still - those magnificent hands - the overwhelming awe I felt at the sight of them and I remember my dismay at the people who continued about their business with no regard for this apparation in the sky.

All in a dream and out of the blue; was it a message for me and for you?