I have been having the same dream…all my life…
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From a third person perspective, I watch a future version of myself. The future me was woken up, startled by God’s calling. My back was adorned with different tats, and for some reason I’m shirtless.
I hate being shirtless while sleeping. The present me was watching, as if an invisible specter. I looked around at the place I am at, mostly impressed, very minimalistic, modern, clean, and adult looking, a giant screen door right next to the bed was open, and the white thin curtains fluttered in the wind.
…–What an idiot, sleeping half naked, gon’ catch a cold! I laughed amused at my future self.
Baby, what’s wrong, a small woman moaned without moving, covered in a thin bed sheet.
Oh, I know why he’s half naked now, git-that, git-it!!…–WAIT A SECOND; That better be your wife, sinner! The present me yelled at the future me, half-jokingly, but actually suspicious, but no one could hear. I walked around the bed to get a better look at myself.
I…need to pray, he said. The woman moaned in response without moving. The future me was on the side of the bed, with his face in his palms, feet on the floor. My joking mood slowly fell apart, as the closer I got to him, the more I could feel what he felt. I could feel how far and deep his heart has been broken. I sat on a chair opposite from him wondering what has happened… Whatever it was, it has been on his mind for a long time. His feelings overwhelmed me and I cried, but he remained composed.
Lost in his pain I began to stare through him. I must have waited like 15 minutes before he moved, waiting to see him. He lowered his arms and rested them on his knees. My first reaction was relief, that he didn’t look like something else. His face looked the same as mine, except his cheeks were a bit more sunken in…and he had a well shaped chin-stubbled-beard. Due to me always having had white hairs and a baby face, I couldn’t tell how old I was.
Immortal bastard! I jokingly harassed him.
But staring at him I could feel his age and wisdom, with oh so many scars from the afflictions of life. Here was a man that has had real problems.
I could see his love and desire for God far surpassed anything in this world. I was speechless and jealous. He broke my thoughts when he suddenly looked me in the eyes and said persevere, for greater challenges lay ahead and you will need the Lord. Don’t be afraid that you will make mistakes, but be faithful and walk in his ways. Trust him, and desire him.
Then, I woke up.