MY REFLECTION AND INTERPRETATION OF THIS DREAM

It was such a powerful dream that it rattled the foundations of hell. Powerful forces were aroused and tried hard to block it. A bitter battle ensued without a break for the next eight years, which targeted all the areas and things that were important to me so I would lose my dream focus. The first three years were characterised by so much unrelenting pain. A concerted effort was carried out to stop me from dreaming. I do not know how I carried on and on dreaming for those years, and why the dream ended in the manner that it finally did.

A crisis of immense power with so much devastation, it turned my entire life upside down with so much pain and left a trail of disappointments, fear and uncertainty Why so much devastation, what had the dream done? There was a well-orchestrated step-by-step plan to oppose the vision and stop me from pursuing it, to discourage me from this business of dreaming, so I could continue to waste away in my situation. The crisis persisted from that day, making 2016–2018 the most difficult years of my life. My situation improved in 2019, and in 2020 due to the back surgery and COVID-19, things eased a bit. They climbed and reached a peak in 2021, then slowed and eased again in 2022, finally giving way on Christmas Day of 2023.

My strength was challenged and my faith was put to the test. My love life was shaken while my marriage got closer to the edge daily, and my health failed as well. I do not know how I survived, but I emerged triumphantly at the end of the ordeal. I was safe but exhausted. I thank God for carrying me through in His great mercies. He was with me, even though He remained quiet, He was there watching, listening and providing all that was necessary. The dream was simple and there is no way it could have threatened or shaken those unforeseen forces that I know existed. While I saw the dream as a way to better myself, an evil force saw it as a threat to his kingdom and the righteous force used it as a preparatory ground for greater things. I never stopped dreaming even during the difficult years, I pursued the dream. But I did grow confused, while everything seemed to be falling apart, even knowing that things would change one day.

All that time, I continued to internalise the dream and was not aware that events were happening because of my dream. But then, I was not aware of what was taking place and could not link my crises with the dream or any other realm. It was only after the storms were over that these things were revealed to me and I suffered emotionally, physically and spiritually as they unfolded. I am not ashamed but full of courage as I share this story of the remarkable impact that I experienced in my early midlife. Though they were so unfortunate, disappointing, grievous, painful, shameful, and fearful, they have transformed me entirely by moving me towards the commitment of a lifetime. Steering me away from what I initially wanted to do and achieve in the dream, they have come and gone but left me with enduring lessons, sacred and timeless memories, experiences of deeper longings and connections to what a meaningful life is all about.

The storms have settled, and new opportunities for inner healing, harmony and restoration, self-discovery and growth, spiritual maturity and discernment have presented themselves. I am grateful that I am still alive to tell this story, and I am now better off than I was before my dream. It is a joyful moment, as I write now, to know that I have been elected for a specific service that was discovered and made possible through my initiative to start dreaming, hence I call this ‘A dream God had been waiting for.’