The Size of an Ant (vision)

       I see you walking through the grass--you are about the size of an ant. There are other people walking around, also very small. Everyone looks up; you see a giant foot about to come down. People run frantically away, scurrying in every direction, terrified of getting stepped on. You stand still right where you are. You watch as the foot comes down directly in front of you--you narrowly missed it, but others were not so lucky. Something tells you that you would have been squished if you had been running away. The danger passes and you continue to walk. As you walk, you begin to grow. You are taller than the other people, the blades of grass, the flowers... You see the person whose foot you had nearly been stepped on by, and you begin walking quickly and purposely towards him. As you approach him, you realize you are much bigger than he. At first, you couldn't tell it you had grown larger than him or if he was just a smaller person. When you get near to him, you see he is a young child. You reach out and put a hand on his shoulder; he turns, startled and afraid. You smile gently and put your arm around him. You speak to him; he listens intently. I don't know the words you spoke, but I know it has to do with him scaring all the little people. The two of you begin to shrink down to the size you had been before. People come from all over--they recognize this kid as the one who threatened them earlier. You begin to speak and their faces change from being angry to showing compassion. All the people embrace the boy and he becomes a part of the community.

My interpretation:
       You are in a community of people who always fear something bigger than them. This "community" might be a group of friends, acquaintances, maybe even strangers. The constant fear could be of something supernatural or it could be a situation in life that scares them. When everyone else panics, you remain calm and listen to the small voice inside you that tells you to remain where you are; this winds up saving you. Your ability to stand firm shows courage and faith; you were able to conquer the fear that cripples the people of your community. Because of this, you were able to become larger than the problem itself and come face to face with it. You saw that the problem was not as threatening as everyone thought it was--in the vision it was a young, small person that you can easily talk to (this could symbolize a problem that you can easily manage). You are able to bring this "problem" down to the size of your community. I think this shows that the people's fear was blown out of proportion compared to the size of the problem. After talking with the people of your community, they come to realize the problem is not as big as they thought; it is nothing to fear.
       I guess I can sum this all up to: You overcome a fear that cripples the people around you and eventually prove to those people there is nothing for them to be afraid of.

Rain

The rain falls down,
           washing away the grime of today,
                    cleansing and preparing the way for tomorrow.
The angry clouds loom overhead,
           pouring out their wrath.
Tomorrow they will vanish
           and humbly let the sun
                     shine its favor over the land.
Blue skies will seem foreign
           yet clear and welcomed.
Flowers which have hidden their petals
           from gloom now blossom
                     in the radiance of the new day.
The saying "The grass is always greener"
           now rings true--
The grass is greener than yesterday,
           but it is unknown
                     if it will be greener tomorrow.
Raindrops slid down the window pane,
           blurring the view of the world;
Now, it is crystal clear,
           displaying the world like a vivid painting
                     by an artist with a colorful imagination.
The purity and simplicity
           of the world revealed;
The clouds drifting slowly
           over the edge of the distant horizon.
                      Hope.
A soft breeze, rustling the leaves.
                      Hope.
A new day,
           a new beginning.
                      Hope.

Old to New Shoes (vision)

      I see you trying on dresses--brand new, fancy, elegant dresses. You are putting on jewels--earrings, necklaces, bracelets. You are looking into a mirror at all aspects of yourself. Leaning across the desktop, you stare into your eyes deeply. You lean back, brushing and fixing your hair. You are all set to go to a ball. As you step out of the house, you realize your feet are cold and look down. You have no shoes on. You run back inside to your closet and open the doors. No shoes. You search, tearing apart your closet, knowing you'll never find any shoes. Just then, a knock at the door. You walk over, head hung low, feet dragging, and open the door. A friend holds out a pair of shoes for you. They are old shoes, worn countless times. At first you consider turning down the offer but figure the old is better than nothing. Changing your attitude, you become very thankful, taking the shoes with pride, dignity, and gratitude, becoming more excited for the ball. As you slip on the shoes, they change into new, sparkling beautiful shoes that match your outfit perfectly. You are ready. You step out of the house confident and glowing with happiness. Tonight you will turn heads--you will be unforgetable.

My interpretation...
      I notice that as you looked in the mirror you weren't being vain but proud of who you are. You thought you were ready to go out, but realized you were missing a very important item. You were determined to find shoes, searching and searching but ending in disappointment. At the moment of greatest despair a friend steps in to rescue you. I think that the shoes could represent faith. Someone offers to help you when you have little or no faith and because of this lack of faith you don't see how they can help. At the point you become thankful for their help, it transforms into something that fits perfectly into your life. Gratitude leads to provision. From what I can tell, God (and pretty much anyone else on Earth) hates to provide for people who grumble, whine, and complain.
      Faith is more of a walk than a blind leap. You had to walk to the closet, and even when you were upset by the outcome of that situation, you walk to the door. From there you walk with your new shoes outside and onto the ball.
      Also, you are a very thrifty person. You make old clothes appear to be the newest, trendiest fashions ever! :) I find it funny that the vision I had of you had a hint of this in it... The old shoes becoming new and a part of your elegant ensemble.

Lamppost In A Storm (vision)

      I see you lying awake in bed. It's a dark night with clouds thickly covering the sky. After tossing and turning, you sit up with the blankets covering your legs. You are wearing a white night gown with long sleeves--the old-fashioned kind. You turn on your light--an old lamp on a bedside table. The light flickers. The wind is blowing hard outside and tree branches--empty, without leaves--scratch at the window. You slide your legs over the side of your bed and slip your feet into soft slippers. You walk to the window and look out. It's a big window--floor to celing-- and you're on the second floor of your house. You see a lamppost down the street with a flickering flame inside the glass panes of the top of the post. It begins to rain--lightly at first, then harder and harder. The light in your room goes out. Following the darkness, lightning flashes several times. The thunder rolls in many seconds later. You are not fearful in the least bit. If anything, you are intrigued and excited.
      You make your way through the dark house and down a winding, stone stairwell that leads outside. You step out into the storm as lightning strikes--thunder follows much quicker than before--yet you don't get wet from the rain. You stand below the enormous, bare tree. You circle it once, twice, three times and begin backing away. Lightning flashes and thunder claps--the lightning is getting closer. You turn around and start walking towards the lamppost. The clouds begin to pull back and the full moon shines down, illuminating your path better. As you approach the lamppost, you notice things you couldn't have seen from your bedroom window. Tree roots are sprouting from the bottom of the post and ivy grows, wrapping around the post. Instead of just one flame, the lamp has three flames in it. You stand next to the lamppost, facing your home.
      Lightning strikes the base of the tree and it it bursts into flames. You sit down at the base of the lamppost and watch the fire consume the tree. Your house remains unscathed. The wind dies down, the lightning and thunder stops, but the rain continues relentlessly. You continue to sit and watch as the flames on the tree die down. When there is hardly any fire left, you walk to the tree's remains. All that is left is a charred stump and dry roots. You shake your head out of sadness. You look to the the moon, your room, then the lamppost. You run up the stairwell, into your room, and into your closet. You pull out a wicker basket and run to the lamppost. You begin to pick off the ivy leaves and place them in your basket. As you pick the leaves, thorns and rosebuds sprout in their place (you don't touch these). When you finish picking all the ivy and your basket is full, you run to the dead tree stump.
      You spread all the ivy onto the stump. The ivy sort of melts into the stump and a new tree begins to grow. Its branches stretch as high as, if not higher than, before. Leaves sprout from these new, healthy limbs. You look to the lamppost. There is one large flame glowing from the top and all the roses are in full bloom. The rain stops and the sky is cloudless.
      Smiling to yourself, you walk to your bedroom. You sit on the edge of your bed, slide off your slippers, swing your legs onto the bed, and pull your covers up. You notice that your lamp has turned back on so you lean over, turn it off, and lay back in bed. You are asleep as soon as your head hits the pillow.

My interpretation...
      First off, I'd like to point out that you and your clothes remain unchanged throughout. In all my other visions (there are much more than what I've posted), there was at least one change in at least one article of clothing or other parts of appearance. These changes represent changes in themselves--their attitude, heart, mind, etc. Your vision did not have that. Second, the white nightgown made me think of purity, simplicity, and integrity.
      You remain fearless throughout.
      I have yet to talk to you about this, and I'm sure it'll make more sense when we talk. I'll be honest: I'm kind of confused by the meaning of this.
      I can see that you will be bringing something thought dead back to life (probably on a spiritual or metaphorical level, but you never know).
      I did some research on ivy and found some interesting symbolism. Ivy is usually considered symbolic of friendship and growth. Ivy is durable and can withstand even some of the harshest conditions. It represents determination because it is virtually indestructable--it can survive and grow back even after suffering damage or being cut. Some say it is an example of human character/spirit because of the strength and ability to carry on regardless of setbacks. Ivy grows in spirals which can be seen as expansion and rebirth. This I find most interesting considering the ivy leaves bring back the dead tree.

Swimming Raft and Flower Crowns (vision)

      I see you standing on a swimming raft in a lake (see picture below: it's pretty much a wooden platform floating in a lake). The wind circles around you, blowing your hair in your face and bringing you chills. You begin to spin in circles, kind of dancing in the wind. But you are hesitant to really dance with the wind and let loose because you fear falling into the water. The wind continues to blow; gusts are getting stronger--their force is moving you about on the platform. You get dangerously close to being pushed into the water by the wind. Finally, you decide you will dive in. Rather than being forced in, you choose to (it allows you to prepare yourself for the shock of the cold water and to land properly in the water). You put your hands together over your head, lean forward, and dive into the dark water. You brace yourself for extreme cold and are surprised to find that it is not as cold as expected. You are also surprised at yourself with your lack of fear--you have no fear of drowning or other creatures in the lake, and you do not fear becoming lost in the lake.
      You swim to the shore. You shake your head and water goes flying--your hair is instantly dry, as are all your clothes, which have changed (on the platform, you had been wearing a sweatjackt and jeans with red Converse--now you are wearing a white, flowing dress and are barefoot). You sit cross-legged a ways from the shore in a patch of tiny white flowers. You pick many flowers and begin to weave yourself a crown out of these flowers. As you do this, new flowers grow rapidly in their place--bigger and bolder-colored flowers. Also, children start coming and sitting around you. They gather in a circle, all sitting-cross-legged-- just like you-- and leaning forward, heads propped on their hands, watching you intently.
      You have finished the crown you were working on and give it to one child. Then you pick more of the tiny white flowers and make more crowns. Eventually, you have made enough crowns for all the children. Each child then picks a flower--these are the newer, bigger, bolder flowers. They hand you these flowers and you weave them into a crown. You ask "Whose crown is this?: One child stands up, takes the crown from your hands, and places it on your head. All of you stand in a circle, clasp hands, and dance in a circle (something like "Ring Around the Rosy" but without the song). Once again, the wind begins to blow as you dance with the children.

My Interpretation...

      The first part reminds me of John 3:5-8,11-13. "Jesus answered, 'Very truly I tell you, no one can enter the kingdom of God unless they are born of water and the Spirit. Flesh gives birth to flesh, but the Spirit gives to spirit. You should not be surprised at my saying 'You must be born again.' The wind blows wherever it pleases. You hear its sound, but you cannot tell where it comes from or where it is going. So it is with everyone born of the Spirit...Very truly I tell you, we speak of what we know, and we testify to what we have seen, but still you people do not accept our testimony. I have spoken to you of earthly things and you do not believe; how then will you believe if I speak of heavenly things?'"

       When I read "born of water and Spirit" I think of baptism of each. Also, He says that you can't discredit the spiritual world because you can't see it--You can't see the wind, but you can feel its effects. Another aspect of the wind that is true of God: you can't see where it comes from or where it will be going.

      When you were on the swimming raft, you had to make a conscious decision to dive in and be "baptized" in a sense. Nothing could force you to do that. You had thought you were free until you say how limited you actually were on the raft.

      You emerge from the water in new clothing--you aren't your old self anymore--in a way, you are a new creation. You were wearing a white, flowing dress--what I see as a symbol of purity and honesty/integrity. The barefeet make me think of freedom. The patch of white flowers--purity, life, and growth. The children are your ministry (I know how much you already love teaching and being around kids); this vision can be an affirmation to you that you were meant for teaching kids. The children came to you and, first, imitated the way you acted, then eagerly and intently watched you. You passed on crowns to them that you put love and care into--crowns made from life, purity, and growth. In the end they gave you a crown of blessings--the flowers that had grown as a result of picking the flowers for the children's crowns. The vision ends with everyone dancing in freedom with the Spirit. 

Field of Dandelions and Daisies (vision)

      I see you in an old wooden ship. You are scared out of your mind because it is rocking back and forth; you are afraid you will capsize and drown. You put on a lifejacket and run around frantically. Looking over the side of the ship you realize the ship is in a small pond. The huge waves you felt were mere ripples in the pond. You jump out of the ship, landing in the shallow water. You slide off your shoes and start running through the tall green grass. You are wearing a yellow, flowing dress.
      As you are running through the field, you see a spiral staircase stretching into the sky. You begin climbing the stairs. You get to a point where you stop, looking around you. All you see is the field for as far as the eye can see. You shrug (thinking "What's the point of climbing this staircase?), turn, and start walking back down the stairs. On your way down you sit on the bannister and slide down. The momentum gives you a running start as you go running off into the field
      There are no mountains, no valleys--only the field you are running barefoot through. The field becomes full of dandelions and daisies. You stand and spin in this field, then plop down onto the ground. You sit there and pick a dandelion and a daisy. You hold the dandelion in your left hand and the daisy in your right hand. You look at both intensely, but hold up the dandelion. You close your eyes and blow on it. The seeds disperse, flying with the wind. You lay back and stare up at the sun as the wind continues to blow.

My interpretation...
      The vision came in three parts: 1) the ship 2) the staircase, and 3) the dandelions/daisies. The ship could be something in your life that you think is a big issue that will end in disaster, but realize your fear blocked the reality of the situation. This reminds me of the saying "Big fish in a small pond." Maybe you need to escape the confines of a "ship" in your life and go running free through a field (metaphorically speaking). :)
      The barefeet and yellow dress make me think of freedom. I resarched the meaning of colors, and yellow (like your dress) tends to be a color of energy and clarity--clarity for decision-making, relief from panic and nervousness, and protection from depression.
      You see a spiral staircase with seemingly no end. You climb but realize it's in vain--you can see it won't get you anywhere by climbing it so you quit it. On your way down, you decide to slide down the bannister--a quicker way to leave the staircase--which launches you into your running start towards the field.
      There are no mountains or valleys--few struggles or despair. The dandelions are weeds, but I see them as a positive type weed. Instead of weeds of hate, I see weeds of love and hope (sounds a little paradoxical, I know). The love can be scattered and grow back tenfold. When you sit down, you pick a daisy and a dandelion. Instead of the daisy, you prefer the dandelion which you close your eyes and seemingly make a wish on. The seeds go flying, something I see as scattering hope and love. As I talked with you, I describe the daisy as the "He-loves-me-He-loves-me-not" flower. I think it means something... The "He-loves-me..." mentality leaves it up to chance and superstition, while dandelion has so much more hope and wishful thinking behind it that leads to the planting of countless seeds.
      You end in such a state of peace and tranquility, resting in the sun (which I think is a funy play on the word "Son"--Jesus).

Visions

The next several posts are visions I have had for people in my life. I guess they would be considered prophetic because I speak to these people only what God tells me--things I couldn't possibly know on my own. I think about Zechariah 4:6 where it says "Not by might nor by power, but by my Spirit."

I will keep them anonymous but the person it's for will know... I think the visions are fascinating and worth sharing.