This question is one that I ask within the context of the Christian Bible as it relates to the Book of Revelation.
Last night I was thinking about three that I've had and which I thought I'd like to share with anyone that's interested. But before I lay 'em out I'll just remind myself and others that one of the beautiful things about dreams is that more often than not they seem to have nothing to do with anything at all (at least for me). But then again, ... .
The first one happened circa 1987. In it I found myself in an unfamiliar Podunk town and in what I took to be a very modest hotel. I was looking out the window from, I would guess, the second story of my room and watched as cars were beeping their horns and driving wildly, and with many driving up onto the sidewalks in order to get past those in front of them!
It was a very disturbing thing to see.
While wondering what was going on, I turned and looked towards the doorway of my room. Standing in the threshold was a rather attractive middle-age woman that was looking at me. Her facial expression was one that had a wicked "knowing" look about it. In her hands was a limp, dead, black cat that she was slowly shuffling from one hand to the other. [She in fact looked much like that woman that played the nanny in 'The Omen.']
As I looked at her and she at me -- while the chaos outside continued -- she gave a faint smile and said, "The child called Christ."
With that said, I immediately woke up and had a VERY unsettling feeling in my gut; a feeling unlike any I'd ever had before, a kind of cold fear.
The second one was more vague. I was in it somewhere doing something when I heard a small prop plane fly across the sky. As it flew its props chopped the sky creating a sound that formed these words over and over in a drawn-out sort of way (as it faded into the distance): "He is the redeemer for the sins of many. He is the redeemer ... "
That dream caused me some soberness, reflecting on many things about this world and my life.
The third dream was around 1998. I found myself, with others, in what I took to be the back of an open pickup truck rushing down a road that followed a nearby wired fence that had just on the other side of it several large, healthy lions running at break-neck speed along with us. We were all in a BIG, BIG hurry to get somewhere. The intent on the faces of those cats was something to behold -- total determination!!
With THAT having lasted only a couple of moments, I suddenly found myself many yards up in the air and over a field. And in this field I noticed a dozen or so sheep peacefully grazing. Except one.
He appeared to be a large male. And in my field of vision, I saw that those lions had found a hole in the fence and were only about a low hill away from getting to the sheep. I then saw that this one lone sheep had spotted them, too. I saw terror in its face and its legs buckle from fear.
I felt utterly helpless to do anything to help those sheep, as their fate didn't look at all good.
From that I woke up in a dry sweat and had that very same uneasy feeling in my gut that I had in my first dream.
As always, thanks for allowing me some of your precious time!!