The Dream

[RufusACanal]

Early this morning, I dreamed a dream unlike any other. In a clean and modern motel room sitting on a double bed facing that ever present small window that looks out at another non descript parking lot, I found myself again ready to die that small death. The room had not changed; I have been in hundreds of motel rooms just like it over the years. Two double beds, a TV on a long black arm, vanity sink and crisp towels, little soaps, a nightstand with a phone and a Gideon Bible, even an ashtray; all pristine, all ready for use. I sat on that bed, hands folded in my lap, waiting.

A knock came to the motel door. Looking out of that window I saw the bright yellow front end of a taxi idling with the driver side door open. I went to the door and opened it, never thinking to use the spy hole. At my day stood a man unlike any man I have ever seen. I knew instinctively that I should welcome this man into my room and did so, offering a seat on the second double bed. The man inclined his head to me and with only the slightest of smiles took the offered seat.

What a handsome man he was, flowing silver hair and black tailored attire, but it was his black glossy coat that caught my eye. Across his shoulders, in the finest silver thread was stitched the words I knew all too well. "I am everything you are not". We were old friends this man and I. Carnal knowledge would never passed between us, though some say the bond was greater and more profound. Our relationship was more intimate and times together were built from years of mutual support and care.

I took my place on the opposite bed and we simply sat there for the longest time or so it always seemed; we have never needed words you see. As I started to ask how he was, my dearest friend had already left; the taxi disappeared from my small window and I was once again alone. It was always like this; one moment here the next gone. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw the gift that he provided with his visit; never had the gift changed in all of our years together. Wrapped in condensation, crystal clear, fresh and new, full to the top and ready for my use; a bottle of change waiting at for my pleasure. Staring at this gift, I was transported to all that it offered me and to the promise my friend had made so long ago. Maybe this time, just maybe this time, it would all come true. Oh, how I had waiting for the promise to be fulfilled and yet it had never been my luck to see all that I knew the promise could be.

... and I awoke.

This dream is a warning to me. I know this man is who walks into my sleep; his name is Vodka. I do not want to drink; the obsession has been lifted, but I have allowed a individualist attitude to separate me from God; his power, his direction. This morning I prayed for help. I asked God to fill me with the grace of His love. The messages have been more than persistent of late and I knew this morning that all of my knowledge was nothing if I refused to heed the call. My argument against the Spirit ends today; better men than I have tried this path and failed.

It is time to change. It is time to listen and learn. It is time for action. Thank you for my new life.

Ron

[Tazman53]

For some reason Ron what popped into my head after reading that besides "Wow" was this:

I have met the enemy, and the enemy is me!

Does that make sense?

[suki44883]

How come I never have cool dreams like that? In mine, I'm usually noticing I came to work in my underwear.

However...that was a real eye-opener, I'll bet.

[bballdad]

I dreamed last night I did some cocaine..glad it was just a dream...must be dream season

[Tazman53]

I dreamed I was trying to rip a neck tie off of me last night!!!! Glad that was a dream!!!!