Science has proved through much research and study groups that dreams are essential to our health, perhaps even for life, itself. It is amazing that we remember so few of our dreams. The ones we do remember are the ones we are dreaming when the alarm or some rude person awakes us. Nightmares are different, of course, they usually awake us or are so vivid and frightening that we remember them with ease.
Our brains process so much material during the day that it is necessary for this perfect “computer” to download every night. The information is sorted and filed by the brain. When the brain is confused about some items, it misfiles the information. This can cause some of those weird dreams in which we are riding a red pony through the halls of our high school while wearing nothing but a smile and shouting, “Get out of the way. I’ve found it!” We wake up and ask ourselves, “Where did that come from?” Probably from that childhood dream of wanting a pony, the fact that you want to be noticed at work for your invaluable service, and you have finally realized that you must bare your vulnerabilities in order to be recognized for your greatness. On the other hand, maybe you have always wanted to be in the circus.
There are time when God speaks to us through our dreams. If He is trying to tell you something, you will dream the same dream until you figure it out. God does not give up. He will also send people who will validate aspects of the dream, proving that He speaks. Many times during my Christian journey, God has spoken to me through dreams. One time in particular, he wanted me to teach the K through second grade Sunday School class. I wanted to teach adults that coming year. I had the dream every night until I said yes. Teaching the young children was difficult. I loved each one, but there were some I did not like very much. At any rate, by the end of that church year, every child had surrendered to Christ and received salvation. We must listen to our dreams whenever they are recurring and someone validates aspects of the dream. The Sunday School director has asked me several times if I would switch from the adult class to the K–2. I knew that God had a reason for the asking and the dreams. If we are not careful, we will have a Jonah experience.
