The Jewish faith has many divinely directed traditions and customs. One of them played a dramatic role in this dream world fiction blog. In the reading of this blog, you will witness the drastically changed life of another willful yet repented individual. I trust you will enjoy reading the full intent of this, another of my fictionally-based dream world blogs.
SPIRITUAL DISCERNMENT RUNS TRUE
"So I say, walk by the Spirit, and you will not gratify the desires of the flesh. For the flesh desires what is contrary to the Spirit, and the Spirit what is contrary to the flesh. They are in conflict with each other, so that you are not to do whatever you want. But if you are led by the Spirit, you are not under the law. (Galatians 5:16-18)
Having come down with the flu bug, I was forced to stay home from work. So having nothing to do to occupy my time, I resorted to the old boob tube. Surfing through the various TV channels, I happened to run across a usual daytime give-away game show. The master of ceremonies seemed to play on the contestants' money-starved egos. One very interesting phrase of the show was that of the contestant facing the decision of having to pick between three green doors to determine the grand prize, or keeping their current earnings and leaving for home.
Obviously, this TV episode is like Art Linkletter's famous line, "People are funny" for even though the majority of these contestants had already had good prizes in hand, they were willing to give it all up for a simple chance. Most lost it all over greed.
I must have really gotten bored. As I was sitting on my couch watching TV, sound of the TV began fading away into complete silence, then my entire room disappeared into another of my bizarre dreams. Apparently I left my sweet snack behind. Then it all came together rather quickly, this weird dream of mine. Suddenly I found myself standing in the middle of a courtyard garden, amidst the sweet smell of fresh flowers. As to my purpose for being there, I hadn't a clue.
Looking around my eyes instantly, as if by divine guidance, focused in on an old Biblical rock-encircled water well, complete with bucket and rope. Sitting on the side of the well's rock wall was a very attractive young maiden.
She was all decked out in a rather unusual outfit consisting of a long flowing white robe and in her hair was held in a bright, carved stone circlet.
Speaking in a Biblical style dialect, she asked my purpose for being there. My response was "To be truthful, young maiden, I haven't a clue. I was peacefully watching television and suddenly I found myself standing here in this garden in total amazement."
She smiled. "Well, maybe I can help. Look over to your right. What do you see?" she asked.
"I see two large, green wooden doors, with a large golden key hanging between these doors. So, what do these doors have to do with my presence here?" I responded.
She answered, "These doors lead into two very different environments, one good and one bad. One goes into the Fruit of the Spirit (Galatians 5:22-23) and the other into the Works of the Flesh." (Galatians 5: 19-21)
"How then am I to know which door to unlock?" I queried.
"Simply follow the clues," she replied.
As I approached the two doors, looking around I quickly found my clue hanging on the right door-post, an encased Mezuzah. After opening the case and reading the parchment Bible verses, I hastily grabbed the big golden key and unlocked the door on the right. As I was of Jewish heritage, I knew exactly what this clue was all about.
[A Mezuzah comprises a piece of parchment called a klaf contained in a decorative case and inscribed with specific Hebrew verses from the Torah (Deuteronomy 6:4-9) and (Deuteronomy 11:13-21).]
As I opened the door, it was if I had instantly morphed from Earth into Heaven. Was this a dream or a vision? Had I in fact moved up into Heaven? From the décor I saw, it seemed so.
Closing the door behind me, I saw another surprise. Before me was another old Bible well, just like the one on the outside. And sitting on the rock ledge of this well was the same young maiden with a joyful expression. However, the outside scene was nothing like this one. Both the well and the maiden took on a bright, divine glow.
Apparently this nice young maiden was simply waiting there to greet me and guide me around in this, the most splendid of all environments. Again confirming my suspicions, it was just like being in Heaven on Earth.
The streets were of pure transparent gold, and the gates were of pearl. Bright shiny-faced people were milling around, all dressed in pure white glowing garments. And flowing throughout the center of this environment was a stream of pure, clear living water.
There was no need of Bibles here, for all the people were singing praises and quoting Scripture passages as they walked. (Psalm 98:4-6) I couldn't help but catch the fact that the main Scripture being quoted was the same one the maiden had read to me. (Galatians 5:22-23)
Moving around, we came into another court yard, of the same divine artistic decor as the one we had just left. The aroma was much more noticeable, the flowers more beautiful, and there another rock well alive with the smell of freshness.
In the background was the most unusually inspiring scene. A choir of thousands of angels standing by a large golden altar was singing all the old-time hymns of the faith in a rousing fashion, to the accompaniment of a large golden harp with angel harpist.
Then, out of what seemed to be a purely inquisitive nature, the young maiden gathered up enough courage to ask me, "How did you know to pick the right door?"
"It was very simple." I replied. "The clue was very obvious. You see, discernment runs true for those who believe. (Romans 8:28) Hanging directly on the doorpost of the right door was an old Jewish custom, the Mezuzah, an encasement containing a parchment of Bible instructions. And being of Jewish heritage, I knew exactly what to do."
The young lady nodded as if she already knew the answer. But before I could respond again, wearing a sweet heavenly smile, the nice young maiden disappeared into thin air. So did all the surroundings. All was gone in the twinkling of an eye.
And in substitute for this Heavenly scenery was my old TV displaying the sign off test pattern. There was also a half-eaten piece of Mom's famous pound cake and a half-empty soft drink bottle on the table beside the couch.
However, that wasn't all. For also lying open on my side table was a Bible. It was not just any Bible, but Mom's old-fashioned tattered Bible. That's another mystery in itself, for Mom had been in gloryland for the past ten years.
Nonetheless, as if by divine direction, I picked up Mom's Bible. Mysteriously stuck in the pages of the Bible was one of Mom's favorite poems, as she was an accomplished poet.
Once I wandered in my pity and pride Caring not my Lord suffered and died. Then on bended knee, His love I did see As His mercy was shown there to me.
On my knees, On my knees The old account was settled on my knees. And the record's clear today For He took my sins away On my knees, On my knees.
Praise His name I now am His own I have a right to His heavenly throne, For on bended knee I gave my plea As His grace was given freely to me.
And along with Mom's poem, was a well-preserved hand-written note containing a promise and a personal request to me. Just how Mom had read my mind, I'll never know. Anyway, after getting over one of my most bizarre dreams, I surely needed to turn from the works of the flesh (Galatians 5: 19-21) to that of the gifts of the Spirit. (Galatians 5:22-23) I did this immediately, as the poem dictated, on my knees, Bible in hand with a few tear-soaked pages.
The next thing I heard, was another well-timed divine miracle, the front door bell. Standing at the front door was our pastor. Please come in Pastor, do I have great news for you! Amen!
Dreams oftentimes appear to display a number of meanings or purposes. Some ostensibly seem to be good and some not so good. Some seem divinely directed, while others a figment of one's secular imagination. Or they could be simply a mixture of one's subconscious mind.
We know the Christian faith is adamant, in that the Scripture is the main basis of one's faith and practice. (II Timothy 3:16-17) (II Peter 1:20-21)
However, the Scripture also prophecies that in the last days, dreams and visions will also appear. (Joel 2:28) (Acts 2:17)
So are we living in the Last Days, as we know them to be? In answer, I urge you to read such prophecies as (II Timothy 3:1-9, 13) and (II Timothy 4:3-4) and (II Peter 2:1-3). You be the judge. Just take comfort, and compassion from your dreams, as you feel led.
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