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Rocky's Dream
January 17, 2006
About a week ago I had a dream that I was at home in the bed. While lying in bed I repeatedly called for my mother, but she never came. Growing more frustrated by constantly calling for her, I got up to see what was taking her so long. As I walked through the house I continued to call for her when I entered every room.” Where is she,” I said to myself. I went through the kitchen and out the back door into the backyard to see if she was out there with my four pit bulls. The garage was open, the dogs were okay, and my van was still in the driveway, but she’s nowhere in sight. I went out the fence and down the driveway to the front of the house. Standing in front of the house, I decided to go back inside and lay down, because I’m not supposed to be walking. When I turned to go inside that’s when I realized I was walking again. I remember the day being warm, and sunny. I had no shirt on, just my high school football shorts and my track shoes. Standing there amazed, happy, and puzzled at the same time I began to run. Running down the street, I realized that I was running faster than I ever ran before. The more I ran, the more I thought to myself, what happened? What did I do to walk again? While I was still running I began to cry. Getting closer to the end of the block, I came upon a church. Looking for answers I started to approach the church yard. As I went to take a step toward the church front steps, it seemed as if someone or something was holding me back. There was no one or nothing in front, or in back of me. It seemed as if I was walking in one place. Struggling trying to get into the church for answers; I suddenly stopped and dropped to my knees. I started praying, thanking and asking God what happen, what did I do to rise above this?, and can you please show me the way. After I finished praying, I sat there waiting with my eyes closed for an answer. Then moments later I woke up.
I remember saying to myself the day before while watching track and field on TV, “Lord, I’ll do anything just to run again.” The dream I had interprets my true and deepest desire to walk again. The part when I was at the church looking for answers and praying to God asking him what did I do to rise above this, meant that he is the answer to my question. Instead of running and trying to find an answer somewhere else, I need to go to church and seek him. Trying to get into the church for answers, and feeling like I was being held back, but there was no one or nothing stopping me, made it seem like I’m stopping myself. I try hard everyday to stay strong, but there are times when my faith is tested.
"Everyday isn’t perfect, sometimes things get in your way to make you mad, doubt your faith, and you lose focus. When things get rough like that I relax myself first, then I focus, and take time out to pray. Asking God to keep me focused, healthy, safe, and strong. Knowing that if I endure and don’t give in there is a rising miracle waiting for me to behold."
About a week ago I had a dream that I was at home in the bed. While lying in bed I repeatedly called for my mother, but she never came. Growing more frustrated by constantly calling for her, I got up to see what was taking her so long. As I walked through the house I continued to call for her when I entered every room.” Where is she,” I said to myself. I went through the kitchen and out the back door into the backyard to see if she was out there with my four pit bulls. The garage was open, the dogs were okay, and my van was still in the driveway, but she’s nowhere in sight. I went out the fence and down the driveway to the front of the house. Standing in front of the house, I decided to go back inside and lay down, because I’m not supposed to be walking. When I turned to go inside that’s when I realized I was walking again. I remember the day being warm, and sunny. I had no shirt on, just my high school football shorts and my track shoes. Standing there amazed, happy, and puzzled at the same time I began to run. Running down the street, I realized that I was running faster than I ever ran before. The more I ran, the more I thought to myself, what happened? What did I do to walk again? While I was still running I began to cry. Getting closer to the end of the block, I came upon a church. Looking for answers I started to approach the church yard. As I went to take a step toward the church front steps, it seemed as if someone or something was holding me back. There was no one or nothing in front, or in back of me. It seemed as if I was walking in one place. Struggling trying to get into the church for answers; I suddenly stopped and dropped to my knees. I started praying, thanking and asking God what happen, what did I do to rise above this?, and can you please show me the way. After I finished praying, I sat there waiting with my eyes closed for an answer. Then moments later I woke up.
I remember saying to myself the day before while watching track and field on TV, “Lord, I’ll do anything just to run again.” The dream I had interprets my true and deepest desire to walk again. The part when I was at the church looking for answers and praying to God asking him what did I do to rise above this, meant that he is the answer to my question. Instead of running and trying to find an answer somewhere else, I need to go to church and seek him. Trying to get into the church for answers, and feeling like I was being held back, but there was no one or nothing stopping me, made it seem like I’m stopping myself. I try hard everyday to stay strong, but there are times when my faith is tested.
"Everyday isn’t perfect, sometimes things get in your way to make you mad, doubt your faith, and you lose focus. When things get rough like that I relax myself first, then I focus, and take time out to pray. Asking God to keep me focused, healthy, safe, and strong. Knowing that if I endure and don’t give in there is a rising miracle waiting for me to behold."
