I had a really strange dream last night. I dreamt that I lived in a house that had a wrap-around room that was around both the front door and the back door. You couldn’t get out of the house without going through this room. For some reason or another, there was a tiger running loose and we managed to catch it. It started out somewhat calm, a couple of us were able to pet it, but then it turned totally vicious. We had to lock it in this room. The problem was, since this tiger was in this room, none of us were able to get out of the house. Any time anyone touched a doorknob to either the front or back door, the tiger went crazy. I called animal control to come and get the tiger, and in the meantime, I climbed out of an upstairs window and jumped down to the driveway to meet the animal control guy.
Now, I have a pretty good interpretation of this dream, but since so many of my friends are prophetic dream interpreters 🙂 I’d like your take on this.
Speaking of the prophetic, I am having a hard time with people. I think I’ve always been a little anti-social, but it’s gotten worse over the years. Except my anti-social isn’t the anti-social that people would normally think of when they hear that word. I’m an overly compassionate person. I’m the type of person people will share all their business with, and I love helping them, even if it’s just a shoulder to cry on. This is one reason I’ve decided to change my major. I know I have a gift in that area. My problem is, I don’t mind hearing your business–just stay out of mine. I don’t make friends easily, and I don’t like people in my private space. I let very few people in, and when they get too close, I tend to cut them out. My inner circle is very small (for some reason the internet doesn’t fit in this way of thinking–it just seems more anonymous to me and very few people read what I write anyway. It’s more therapuetic than anything). Anyway, I’ve gotten a prophecy that said that God was calling me out of my prayer closet, and that He wasn’t going to let me close myself off anymore.
I like my closet. It’s nice and safe and comfy. I don’t have to open the door if I don’t want to.
The last prophetic word I got around New Year’s says:
. I am giving you my heart of love for my people and for those around you. They will feel this love that I have given to you for them and this is what will win them to Me. My love will draw them to myself. Those around you will not remember so much what you say as what they feel from you. Love is the greatest gift that you will give to my people. Love will exude from you and my love will be contagious. Love my people for Me. Encourage my people for Me. Love the lost as I have loved you.
I know I have great compassion for people, but I’m not sure if I love them. Love is a two-way street, a give and take relationship. I don’t mind listening and helping people, but they have to be at arm’s length, and I know that’s not what God wants from me. I’m so uncomfortable right now at school because there are a few people who have gotten a little too close. I’m ready to quit–I’m ready for the semester to be over. I’m one of those people who has no problem with being in a classroom of 150 people and the professor can’t put my name with my face. I’m so okay with getting lost in the crowd.
Maybe that’s my tiger, huh?
Gotta tame the beast and let God love others through me.