It is nearly 10am and I continue to ruminate on my dream of last night. Its not the first time I have been haunted by a previous night of restless sleep. To no surprise, these most vivid images, thoughts, and emotions coincide with times of intense mental and emotional processing during my conscious hours. So it is difficult to dismiss such weighted dreams.
In last night's dream I found myself in a coastal city. I did not recognize its location, but it felt vaguely like the mid Atlantic. The weather was not particularly stormy, but dark clouds loomed over the ocean. The first tsunami waves struck without any warning. I found myself moving from catastrophic scene to catastrophic scene. I was unable to direct the outcome--I could only watch as infrastructure was ravaged by the powerful water which was cold and dark. People I did not know, but nonetheless, I cared for were swept away or hurt by the relentless water.
As the dream progressed I found myself trying to prepare for the subsequent waves. I braced myself against doors and walls pushing back against the impact of the water. Towards the end of the dream the water swept my oldest and youngest sons away. The dream at that point began to repeat like a skipping record. I kept watching my youngest son wash away and desperately trying to reach my oldest son to no avail. There was a puzzle I kept straining to solve--the solution I could visualize but could not confirm it would indeed work.
I wake exhausted from these dreams. Sometimes I even wake depressed--the emotion of the dream being intense. I have awakened weeping. That generally happens when I lose my wife or children in some manner. This morning I woke tired and sad--I had to lay my demeanor in my Father's hands. The Lord is able to cover all with peace.
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