January 2, 2006
I’m not into dreams, and I usually don’t remember them, but here goes last night’s:
My sister in law and her husband (both missionaries) were having dinner with me and a bunch of my cousins from my mom’s side (non-christians all of them). I was enjoying giving my sister in law a hard time by talking about heaven and hell. I was giving the crowd my insight on the subject, and I told them in a sort of prophetic voice:
They know Scripture; they preach Scripture; yet they go to hell.
They drink wine; they eat pizza; and go to heaven.
After I say this. My sister in law is gets upset. But my cousin asks me in response to my words:
What does it mean?
The question was was shocking to me, since right then I noticed that I didn’t know the answer. I knew that what I had prophesied was true but I did not know the answer. So I replied to him:
That, my friend, is the key.
After I woke up, I thought that the whole dream was about me wanting to bug my sister in law. I thought the whole point to my dream was to point out my bad attitude. But later on, I remembered the “entire” dream and noticed that what was essential in all of it was when I said:
That, is the key.
So finding out the meaning of my “prophecy” is the key to salvation. It’s the key. Now I’ve go to think about that.
I know I’m a wine drinker. I know I’m a pizza eater. But I know that those are not “it.” What do you think is saving the pizza eaters?