Sunday, December 20, 2009

A Childhood Dream...



A family friend took this picture yesterday of our home in PA in the midst of the snowstorm... Just seeing it brings back a thousand memories-- including one of a childhood dream I had... the meaning of which I never understood until now!!

I dreamed that in the middle of the night, a very short, fat man pushed me out of a second story window and off the roof of our home... As I was falling, Jesus caught me, and we went flying around the yard together, hand in hand, like Superman and Lois Lane... I remember feeling the wind on my face and was convinced upon waking and for years after- in my childlike faith- that it really happened...

Just recently I discovered that my sister had the exact same dream in that house... Today we are both flight attendants, and I recently started a flight attendant run mission flying baby formula to orphanages in third world countries... I started wondering if my little dream may have been a little prophetic! Then, just now, for the first time, I found myself wondering about the role of the 'little fat man' in my dream... and suddenly I remembered the Penguin from the cast of "Batman!" I decided to Google him out of sheer curiosity, and this is the description I found: "The Penguin is a supervillain... one of Batman's oldest, most persistent archenemies... a short, rotund man... a mobster and thief."
Wow!! If that doesn't spell it out... The old as time battle between good and evil... with Superman even flying off the pages of one world to fight the Penguin in another... all in a small child's dream... revealed some thirty years later!

I would say it was prophetic indeed-- that little fat man is still trying to push me around! But with Superman by my side, all I can say is: "SHAZAM!! TAKE THAT!!" ...lol ;)

Jesus... still the greatest Superhero of all time... :)

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Friday, December 4, 2009

Meet my Father...


I dreamed I was back in my hometown... excitedly awaiting the arrival of my boyfriend who would be meeting my father for the first time. I was not in the house in which I grew up, however, but in the house of my very first best friend– who lived at the top of a main street which led to the highway. My father worked at a military base on the highway and was getting ready to go back to work. My boyfriend- who had chosen to walk to my house- was terribly delayed... and in my dream, I could see him just coming out of the woods and walking along Front Street– the road of lowest elevation in our hillside town. My father kept looking at his watch, growing impatient, and then decided to send me in his prized corvette to go pick up my boyfriend who was taking too long... I drove off and found my boyfriend slowly making his way up the main street toward our home, when suddenly a storm broke, and it started to rain... I thought my boyfriend would be relieved to see me with the car, but instead, he refused to get in and insisted on walking uphill in the storm... When I drove back home I found my father waiting outside, now, keys in hand, ready to leave for work if my boyfriend did not arrive within minutes... I pleaded with my father to wait just a little longer as I could see my boyfriend in the distance slowly making his way up the hill toward us... My father shook his head and said “No... Time’s up. The gate is closing...” He was referring to the security gate at the base which observed and enforced strict arrival times. I was heartbroken as I watched my father leave... and my boyfriend arrive minutes too late, cold and drenched, saying only, “He could have waited...” Then I woke up...

This dream broke my heart again on waking, as I understood the symbolism and realized what it might signify... You need only capitalize a few words for what is possibly a much deeper meaning... my Father, the Gatekeeper (in the house of my very first best friend, i.e. my Father's house)...working at the secured base on the Highway... sending His prized possession to give a lift to His late son, so that His son could arrive before the Gate closed...

Sadly, this dream came true in a certain sense, and the gate did close on my relationship with this man... I know my Father, however, is still waiting on him... and He will be for as long as it takes...