I was making my way out of the Georgia woods a few weeks after visiting one of best friends from college. The drive was a few hours long, so there was plenty of time devoted to singing my heart my out. After the granuloma settled on my vocal cords, I took a break and sat in silence -- not common for a 90%+ tested extrovert. I needed time to think and pray. I have been experiencing spiritual aridity yet again, so I prayed God would give me an encounter in my dreams. He has given my visions before through metaphors and even revealed futuristic moments. There are no limits for the Great I Am.
Arrived to condo around midnight... Eh, that sounds too pretentious, right? Well ,that's what the sign says... Let's start over. Arrived to my apartment around midnight, and fell right to sleep. From my recollection, I was washing clothes in my utility room, and I had thrown a pair of black gym shorts in my clothes basket. I continued washing the load, but I noticed something out of the corner of my eye. The gym shorts started moving. I immediately backed up but couldn't keep my eyes off of what was happening. Underneath the gym shorts laid a python. I would have never expected a snake in my clothes basket. It was a white and yellow striped Basilisk too but without the horcrux. Some of my spiritual mentors always said color is crucial in encounters from our heavenly Daddy. Before the snake acted, I woke up.
I thought nothing of this dream and was rather disappointed because I prayed such a sincere prayer. For all I know, it was the VMAs afterparty, Britney Spears style. It made no sense to me at all.
Monday morning rolls around. We are having our FireSeeds team meeting, and I talked about my dream. Cord, CEO/President, comments and said that the color of that snake was the portrayal of Satan in Passion of the Christ. Cue the 1980's Hollywood thunder. I had a blank stare and said, "forgot about that one." We quickly moved on and now I am thinking about how I was possessed or something. Not a good spot to be in.
I held on to this dream, and called up a few of my dream analysts (you know who you are). I told them of my dream, and then I had my "AH-HAH" moment. God wanted to tell me that Satan will come in the dark of night -- as symbolized by the black gym shorts. He will appear unexpectedly -- as symbolized as a snake in a clothes basket.
YES! I figured it out, but wait... Satan is going to attack me when I least expect it? That's nothing new. But for God to reveal it in such a way, this seems it could potentially be a big bite.
My advice: dream big. You may not like the end result when you ask God for help, but he makes himself very clear in John 14:13 "And I will do whatever you ask in my name, so that the Father my be glorified in the Son."
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