Glimpse of heaven?

Hello and welcome to a new week at Humbly Courageous. I’m so glad you are here!

Do you dream at night? Do you remember your dreams? I am a very vivid dreamer. Often, I remember my dreams when I wake in the morning. It is so fascinating to me the stories that greet me in my dreams. 

There was a time in my life when I went through a period of having terrible nightmares. Strangely enough, I could never remember anything about those dreams. I would wake, wet with sweat, to my mom or dad at my bedside saying my name and telling me I was ok, asking me why I was screaming. I would feel exhausted and was often crying, but I assured them I was ok. I’m thankful I don’t remember what those dreams were that were causing me so much distress. 

Sometimes, in my dreams, I am not disabled. I’m doing physical activities, such as running or just walking with ease. I hate waking up from those dreams. I always wish they could last forever.

As a person of faith, I believe that someday, my body will be healed and I will no longer suffer from the limitations of my disability. Truthfully, some days I long for that to come sooner than later. 

A few nights ago, I had a dream unlike any other I have ever had. I was in a garden, full of bright and vibrant colors, flowers and a white bench. It was a place I had never seen before. It was a very calming place, and I wanted to stay. While it was brief, it left an “afterglow”. I can’t stop thinking of that place. To me, it felt like a “glimpse of heaven”. It was so different from anything I could imagine seeing here because of the unique colors and “feel”.

A sunset last year that took my breath away. I’d never seen anything like this!

Obviously, I have no idea what that dream was about, but it left me feeling at peace in a way that I haven’t been able to feel and I am thankful for that. I have felt unsettled a lot lately, but I felt calmer after that dream. The good dreams, you always hope will revisit you again someday. 

If you are human, you are likely feeling the heaviness of our world. It’s too much for the human brain to comprehend thinking of all the people in need or struggling in some way. There is no denying that people all over the world are hurting in ways many of us could never imagine. 

It can be hard to find peace in life for many reasons. For me, living with a disability, there is always something looming. Something heavy. That’s not to say my life is bad. It isn’t. I have a lot of joy, and I believe a very meaningful life. There is definitely joy to be found during hardships. It’s not the same as happiness. Joy sticks to your insides. Happiness is like a warm hug. Fleeting. Joy is a long, warm embrace that you want to last forever.

Find joy, feel it. When you can, it feels heavenly. 💚