Dreams Of Promise

He lay still in the darkness, not even sure if his eyes were open or closed. He could feel his heart beat pulsing in his ears. He had been crying in his sleep and tears had trailed down into his ear canals. The dream was so real, but now in the darkness he longed not to have awakened just yet. Wanting to remember, he began to replay his dream again.

The treetops of a forest glen were on either side of a river bed. His vantage point was from overhead. Looking down at the flowing water, it was refreshing and clear looking. The riverbed was moving quicker below him and he realized he was flying over it. He was free to explore from the heights. An elation filled him and he flew faster still. As the river snaked through the forest he banked and turned overhead as though he had the wings of an eagle.

A wind carried him and he felt this flight to be effortless. The beauty below was breathtaking. No movie he had ever watched had captured this much freedom and beauty. He didn’t understand how this was possible but it didn’t matter. He was free, finally, really free.

Coming back into the darkness of where he lay, a smile crept across his face. He knew his dream was but a taste of a promise from within his heart. A promise he believed.

1Co 2:9  However, as it is written: ” No eye has seen, no ear has heard, no mind has conceived what God has prepared for those who love him”

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