Tuesday, April 21
Dream: I was talking to an elderly Uncle who was visiting. He wanted to find my dad’s old mates from the Navy. I said, I think I have the info, but will have to find it. I looked in a closet and it was very messy, stuff laying on top of other stuff.
I found a book by “Jimmie Milne”, and a card from “Jimmie Moran”. The book contained wartime scenes and stories.
The card contained a photo of a group of people in Israel playing games on a lawn. I was showing them in a semi-dark room to my uncle, and to a younger woman.
Then, my dad showed up, got frustrated opening the door because there was a mess under it, and he had to push it hard to open. The items under the door were similar to balloons, only tougher material like hard foam floats.
I started to show dad the items from his old friends. But I commented I wasn’t sure how he could get in touch with any of them now. There didn’t seem to be any phone numbers or clear addresses.
When I awoke from this dream and began to attempt interpretation, I looked up the names Milne and Moran and quickly found two real men both with the same name as in the dream: Jim Milne and Jim Moran!
James M. Milne was the first principal of the State of NY University. SUNY has a library in Milne’s honor that now includes a database on Covid. IRONIC since in the dream, the book was from Jim Milne!
James P. Moran was an elected official, a Democrat, in Fairfax County, Virginia. Again, ironic since the card was from “Jimmie Moran”. A card sounds like a ballot, doesn’t it!? So, these two men connect New York, Covid, and a Democrat elected official near Washington, D.C.
In the dream, these artifacts were a thing of the past (a messy past as shown by the messy closet) from “the crisis years of WWII”. Covid has been like a war, and Trump has called himself a wartime President because of it.
Wondering if this is God’s cryptic way of revealing this messy time in American history will be a thing of the past, along with the Democrat’s power, not just temporarily, but for years to come?
I never wanted my blog to be political, to take sides, but I will share whatever God shows me. You must make of it what you will.
That my ‘dad’ in the dream struggled to get in the door because of mess under the door, in the form of ‘foam floats’, is interesting. The floats were presumably more old mess from the closet left around. The floats reminded me of what you would see around a fisherman’s net.
I believe that micro-scene was a symbol that God struggles to enter into our perspective, His presence is limited when we keep the mess of the past ‘laying around’. Worse, until we put elements of the past in their proper place, we risk failing our calling to be ‘fishers of men’, to reach the world for Christ in fulfillment of The Great Commission! When we are surrendered and filled with His Spirit instead of bitterness and resentment, we can literally use everything from the past as a tool for His glory.
There are parts of this dream which I still don’t fully understand, the semi-dark room, for one. Perhaps it is only evidence of my own novice status in interpreting dreams, my imperfections and often cloudy understanding.
And what of the photographed people “playing games on a lawn in Israel” as also being part of the past? The scene was a happy, carefree one. The name, Israel, to God means the followers of His Son: Israel of God. Peace and mercy to the Israel of God… Galatians 6:16