A dream on 1/11/25
Last night, I had a dream that left me feeling stronger and more thankful than ever before. I found myself walking along a busy street, the hustle and bustle of life swirling around me, just like in any ordinary day. But this time, there was a difference. As I walked, a thief, sly as a fox, eyed my purse—the one with all my valuables inside. I could feel his gaze creeping up on me, and my heart skipped a beat. Normally, in dreams like this, I would have been the helpless victim. But not this time.
As the thief stretched out his hand to snatch my purse, I immediately noticed his intentions. I tightened my grip, tucking the purse securely under my armpit like a mother protecting her child. It was as if a sudden surge of confidence came over me, and I wasn’t about to let anyone take what was mine. The thief tugged, but he couldn’t get it. My purse wasn’t going anywhere—no matter how hard he tried.
Surprisingly, I felt calm. I wasn’t panicked or fearful like I’d usually be in such a situation. Instead, I felt empowered. With all the people around me—strangers, yet potential helpers—I knew I wasn’t alone. And just as I gave that thief the most piercing, determined look, something miraculous happened: he backed off. He hesitated, then turned and disappeared into the crowd, defeated. I couldn’t help but think: “You picked the wrong person to mess with today!”
Now, the significance of this dream wasn’t lost on me. You see, in previous dreams, I had always been the one who lost. Whether it was losing my wallet, or being unable to defend myself, I never had the upper hand. But this time, God had given me the strength and courage to stand firm, to hold onto what was rightfully mine.
As I reflected on the dream, I couldn’t help but think of the verse from Philippians 4:13: “I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me.” This verse resonated deeply with me because, in that moment of confrontation, it wasn’t just my own strength that helped me hold onto my purse—it was God’s strength, working in me and through me, that gave me the courage to stand my ground. I was reminded that with God on my side, there’s no battle too big, no thief too bold, and no circumstance too overwhelming.
In the past, I often felt like the victim, like things were out of my control. But last night, I realized that even in the midst of challenges, God empowers us to be resilient. He gives us the strength to face whatever life throws our way. And as I thought about it, I felt incredibly grateful. Grateful that God had shown me, even in a dream, that I am not helpless. I am never alone. God’s power is with me, and it’s time I started walking in that confidence in my waking life, too.
So, I thank God for this dream, for the strength He provided, and for the reminder that no matter what the world throws at me, with Him by my side, I will always be able to stand firm.
