“KORI!” Awaken by an unknown voice while taking a nap in an empty apartment, I was startled by hearing someone very clearly and sternly say my name. Where did the voice come from? And who’s voice was it? It was unfamiliar. As if they were trying to get my attention in a way other than just waking me up physically out of my slumber.
I was in the middle of a dream. The dream began in black and white. A tornado had just ripped through a mall where I was shopping with family. After the destruction, my aunt and I got in an old Ford truck and began to drive down a gravel (rocky) road over some hills; then the dream changed to brilliant color. There were no trees, just green grass. The sky was bluer than blue. On top of a hill, we saw four priests carrying what looked to be a bright light sitting on a box. They were humming. All I could focus on was the light. As I began to bow my head to pray (for some odd reason, and not in my character), my aunt nudged me and said, “look, it’s Jesus.” And that’s when I was awaken by the unfamiliar voice…by His voice.
I was barely 20. And it was a dream that I will never forget; especially the finer details. 25 years later, the dream continues to clearly unfold. The black and white tornado was a representation of my then life and where I continued to spiral and travel. The ending was what Jesus would eventually do in my life when He called me out of my darkness. He is the light of the world, (John 8:12) and He will make all things new. (Rev 21:5) The reality at being physically awaken by an unfamiliar voice at 20, was something I had to experience to understand where God’s purpose is for me today; the unknowing promise He gave me at 20 in that dream. Which was, seeing life through opened eyes that only Jesus can give – colorful, bright, safe, peaceful and in His presence. His glory was brilliant and full of love. I was a lost sheep in need of a Shepherd.
And the box? I am more than certain it was His mercy seat – which I didn’t know anything about at 20.
I’m overwhelmed when thinking of God’s sovereignty, deity, and His power. His faithfulness and mercy. My history changed when He called me out of darkness. No one else can do that. Who else can change history? 25 years of not seeing Who Jesus really was; my Savior and my King. But with opened eyes, history begins to unravel in a way that explains why we must all go through the troubles, bad choices, and regrets. Why we must endure pain, sadness, death, and why we sin. History changes from “why did that have to happen” to “that’s why that had to happen.” It explains why we need a Savior, and why Jesus came to rescue sinners.
If we don’t sin, we don’t need Him.
And if you believe you are not in need of a Savior, He will grant you that consequence: the final separation from God, eternally.
My prayer is that God will use my dream to open the eyes of all who reads it. Believers and unbelievers. Even believers can live in darkness, I am a testament to that truth. Thanks be to God!
“In this is love, not that we loved God, but that He loved us and sent His Son to be the propitiation for our sins” 1 John 4:10