Nightmare

You know, be careful what you ask for.  I've been praying for years that since I'd been compared to the Joseph of Genesis for my servant's heart that I might also develop his abilities as a Dreamer.  Same with Daniel being an interpreter of dreams.  We talked about Joseph and Daniel at Camp Icthus these past 2 weeks.  Well, at 2:55am this morning I woke up after a very vivid nightmare.

I was in the military, but imprisoned with some of my men in a makeshift stockade in the mountains.  There were some old bolt-action rifles nearby, and we managed to escape and take them.  We discovered that our captors were college-aged students just like us, so it was very hard to shoot them.  Somehow we escaped, but we ended up at a Willow Falls-type place that was combined with a circus and all of my Camp Icthus friends were there.  I still had my rifle.  Then the zombies invaded.  Yes, I said it.  Zombies.  I HATE zombie movies/stories.  I do not watch them.  I have not watched anything zombie-related in a long time.  So, where I can blame my subconscious for the Icthus stuff, I have no idea where the zombies came from.  I think I remember it was some huge light in the sky that hit the earth like a bomb, and from that they came.  I was terrified, but I fought as best I could.  Eventually they stopped coming because the National Guard had gotten involved or something.  Then I awoke, in my dream, to find that I had been dreaming, in my dream.  And then I woke up in real life.

The terrifying thing wasn't the zombies.  It was the strong sense of the end times that I felt through it all.  I hesitate to even write it down.  A lot of people have mentioned to me that a lot of things mentioned in Revelation have begun happening.  I kind of joke and shrug it off because I don't want to dwell on it.  Honestly, it's terrifying.  I don't want it to happen in my lifetime.  I want to live my life, get married, have kids, etc.  Who doesn't?  Still, it would be just my luck.  Don't worry, I don't have any prophecies or dates for it, because nobody knows the hour.  I've always wondered what "the dead in Christ shall rise first" would look like.  I doubt they'd be walking around like "hey, guys, sup?"  I also don't think I'll have to fight them like zombies, since if I'm alive I will be right behind them on the way to the sky (Exit 417).  When I awoke in pitch blackness and dead silence, I felt a terrifying presence next to me, so I turned on my computer and read my Bible.  I avoided Revelation to prevent scaring myself further. 

It was almost half an hour ago, and I'm nowhere near calm enough to sleep.  I'm also trying not to think about it too much, but I felt that I had to write it down.  I try to write down any vivid dreams that I can remember, and I have to do the good with the bad.  I definitely have to pray about it more to see if there is any interpretation, so for now I'm not reading too much into it.  As I said, the only thing I really can't blame my subconscious for is the zombies, but it's the rest that scares me.

I guess all I can say is, if you don't believe in Jesus, He is coming back.  This time He will come as a King and Conqueror, and nobody will stand against him, though people will try.  Every knee will bow and every tongue will confess that Jesus Christ is Lord.  Please, please do that now before it is too late.  I have no idea when that will be.  It could be today :(  I pray for the peace that passes all understanding as I write this.  This is not a joke, this is real, though many will laugh at me.  Habakkuk 2:2 says "Write the vision down on tablets.  Make it plain, so he who reads it can run."  I have a God-given duty to write stuff down now.  Habakkuk heard from God that Judah was about to get destroyed and conquered by Babylon, and he was terrified.  I kind of know how he feels, even though mine wasn't specific at all, just a foreboding sense.  I'd like it to be nothing, just a nightmare, and forget about it in a day or so.  Part of me misses Camp Icthus terribly because I felt so close to God, but now that I'm out of the mountains part of me longs for the routine of Athens.  Habakkuk climbed a watchtower to await God's response.  I don't have a tower, but I'll continue to seek His will in this.  I just felt like I should write it down.  Current mood:  scared and praying.

For the Kingdom,
Stuart