Do you ever remember or write down your dreams? Since I was a child, I have often had vivid, memorable dreams – sometimes very much like watching a movie. Although I occasionally have what one might call “bad” dreams, on the whole, they’re usually just interesting and every so often, even significant.
A recurring dream I have now and again is what I like to call a “mansion dream.” In the dream, I’m touring a house in which I might be able to live. It’s never the same house, but there are similar elements. The house is amazing – so many wonderful rooms, so inviting. One time I was in a house that had a room set aside for art supplies; there were shelves and shelves of them on the walls – all beautiful colors of things just waiting to be used. As I go from room to room, just as I think I’ve come to the end, a new section opens up before me and it’s always a magical, wondrous exploration. When I wake up from these dreams, I keep my eyes closed and try to return.
It occurred to me at some point that these were deeply spiritual dreams. Jesus told his disciples: “In My Father’s house are many mansions [rooms]; if it were not so, I would have told you. I go to prepare a place for you. And if I go and prepare a place for you, I will come again and receive you to Myself; that where I am, there you may be also.” John 14:2-3. My dreams seem to open up for me that world to which I will go, which Jesus Himself has prepared for me. No doubt it is just a pale shadow of that which is to come, but on some level, it feels like a heavenly glimpse. I love those dreams.
I’ll probably delete this in the morning. It’s been awhile since I’ve had a mansion dream. Maybe tonight!
Lynniebeemuseoday 