It’s called Five Minute Friday. Each week, we write freely on a one-word prompt. Then we link up at the amazing Kate Motaung’s site. It’s a flash mob of writers- having fun and sharing their take on one word. This week’s prompt is DREAM.

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I had a dream I was flying.

In the air, I saw old friends and dodged hissing snakes. When I tried to scream, my teeth fell out, but I couldn’t catch them with my feathered hands. Then, I turned a corner and plummeted to the ground, waking up just before I met my death on the rocks below.

Dreams don’t obey laws of physics, or reason. They reach backward and forward until we lose sense of when we are and mock our bondage to time.

They tumble and play when we are at rest, unlocking the door to our deepest fears and releasing our quietest longings. They paint our hopes on the canvas of night and choreograph our innermost battles on a curtainless stage.

They can be explained away by brain chemistry. They’re interpreted by trained professionals or money-grabbing palm holders.

But the One who dreamed up heaven placed that tumbling spot in our brains. He allows us to wander in our sleep, remember, and wonder about it all.

So when a broken girl in a broken world flies in her sleep around friends and feathers, she’ll wake up wondering about the One who connects this world to the next.  She’ll look far into the distance and remember that there’s more beyond the horizon. She’ll long for a time when she’ll have nothing to fear. She’ll hope for a place that doesn’t pull her heavy soul to the ground.

Dreams, night after night, chew at the ropes that hold us in the world. They whisper to our homesick souls, calling us home…

…To a place where all nightmares are washed away and all of His dreams are what’s real.

“The wolf shall dwell with the lamb, and the leopard shall lie down with the young goat, and the calf and the lion and the fattened calf together; and a little child shall lead them.” Isaiah 11:6

2 thoughts on “Dream

  1. betsydecruz June 26, 2015 / 2:00 pm

    This is lovely, Karen. I never thought about how somehow God gave us the capacity to dream. I rarely dream asleep, just 3 or 4 times a year! Love the thought of looking forward to heaven.


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