I want to share with you an interesting dream my daughter (Seven Stars) had in the early morning hours of Friday, May 11. It seems to me that the Lord has been giving the two of us some interesting dreams lately, but, not only to us, also, to others. Something that may in and of itself, testify to the lateness of the hour.
This dream, I found to be particularly unusual as it contains two parts. One, the dream and two, what I believe, to be an obvious confirmation the next day.
I will preface this by saying that previous to the dream, my daughter had been praying quite intensely for the salvation of her oldest daughter’s father (from a previous relationship) and his extended family.
The dream appears to be related to her prayer. But, I believe, as I will explain, that it goes deeper than that.
In the dream, my daughter is flying. Not in an airplane or anything like that. Just flying, as people often do in dreams. Somehow, she has been given the knowledge that a nuclear disaster of some kind is imminent somewhere. The next thing, she knows, she is at a nuclear plant, where she see workers coming off from their shifts. They are riding up on an escalator from a level down below. Not in a hurry, they appear as you would expect, when people are just getting off work. Somehow, she knows that the father of her daughter is there – and, that something terrible is about to happen. His name is Bo. And, she begins shouting his name, “Bo, Bo” desperate to find him. It’s not long until she sees him coming up the escalator also, and he is carrying their daughter Taylor in his arms. In the dream, Taylor is 3 years old (in actuality, she is now 11). Once she sees them, she tells them, “we need to get out of here”! So, they run to the perimeter of the facility, which is enclosed by a three or four foot swampy area. They jump across it and although is seems but, a short distance, she knew once they had crossed it, they were safe.
End of Dream
As I mentioned, the dream at first appearance seems to be in relation to her recent prayers for Bo (and, his family).
But, that was not the end. Then, this happened.
It was Saturday afternoon and my daughter was at the dollar store standing in line to pay for her purchase at the cash register. There was a woman ahead of her, who was talking to the cashier about her daughter, who was pregnant. These two women apparently knew each other and, so the conversation became a little prolonged. As my daughter moved forward to pay for her purchase, the woman continued to talk even though she had already paid for hers and, because my daughter was now closer in to the conversation, the woman began to include her in what she was saying, as well.
Apparently, her daughter, whose name is Angel is six weeks out from giving birth, but, she is beginning to have contractions now. They are concerned because the baby’s lungs are not fully developed, so they are trying to do everything they can to keep her from going in to labor until closer to her due date. Possibly moving her to a hospital in a nearby city in hope that the delivery can be delayed. My daughter explained to the woman (and the cashier) that her husband (my son in law) is a helicopter mechanic for the local flight for life service and that she and he would pray for Angel and the baby. By the way, my daughter ask, almost as an after thought, “What is the baby’s name?” Not quite understanding, why she had asked, because not everyone has a name for a baby before its born. She ask anyway. “Beau” the woman said, his name is Beau.”
Wow! What are the chances! My daughter states, that as soon as the woman said, “Beau” she felt as if she had been struck by lightning. A jolt of electricity (non-painful) coursing from the soles of her feet to the top of her head causing the hair on the back of her neck to stand up and goose bumps to appear on her skin. The woman could not help but notice how visibly shaken, she became at the name Beau. ”Why” she ask worriedly. ”Do you know someone by that name? “ Still in a state of shock and not quite knowing how to explain what had just happened, my daughter, finally just mumbled something about having some one in the family by that name and left it at that.
“Mom” she said, ” I have never felt anything like this. I’ve heard about ’slain in the spirit” before, but, never knew quite what that meant or even believed in it. But, this, I’m telling you was a Holy Spirit experience!” And, based on the details of all of the above, I’m inclined to agree.
You probably noticed there was change in the way I spelled Bo. The “Bo” associated with, my daughter is a nickname, which, came from childhood as he could not pronounce his name Bill, every time he would try to say it, it would come out “Bo” and, one way or another it stuck. Not knowing, how Angel will be spelling her new son’s name, it is safe in assuming, that it would most likely be the traditional Beau as opposed to Bo. The reason I mention this is because names are important to this dream.
There is perhaps, a number of ways this dream could be interpreted. I am going to offer up but, one. It strikes me that the dream, which, included a looming disaster, was tied to the birth of a baby yet six weeks out. The return of the Messiah, as we all well know, is described in the Bible as a woman in labor, a woman about to give birth. So, “Angel” is about to give birth to Beau. The meaning of the name, which means “handsome.” The word “beau” is also synonymous with that of a suitor. One, who works to woo, his beloved. A very Holy Spirit like action, if you ask me.
Beau in the dream is carrying Taylor. And, the name Taylor is associated, as we all know with the trade of a Tailor. One who cuts fabric and fashions garments; one, who provides the clothing that we wear (even, if they are mass-produced). I see a connection here between these two names, Beau and Taylor. One who woos – a suitor (Holy Spirit) and one, who provides garments (clothes us in righteousness, Jesus).
The name Angel is synonymous with messenger. The baby Beau, whose lungs are not quite ready for delivery indicates to me that it is not yet time (time to be delivered). But, it is close. Lungs have to do with breath and it is the Holy Spirit, who breathes in to us spiritual life. When the time is ready, we will be delivered, (as she was) and, with the help of “Beau and Taylor” (the Holy Spirit and Jesus) “will be moved from a place of danger to a place of safety, heaven.
Are we six weeks out from our deliverance? We certainly could be. This much for sure – with each passing day, we are one day closer to his soon return!
“Pray for the peace of Jerusalem, they shall prosper, who love thee” Psalm 122:6
Watching and waiting with YOU for the soon return of Jesus! Cindy