Dream of: 05 February 1983 "God Is With Me"
In the dark of night, I
had walked down to the milk house at the bottom of the hill behind the Gallia
County Farmhouse. But instead of finding the milkhouse, I discovered a cave
where the milkhouse should have been. As I squinted into the darkness of the
cave, some children unexpectedly began gathering around me. Suddenly two of
them bolted into the depths of the long downward-slopping cave. The remaining
children and I stood still, waiting for the two departed children to return.
When the two didn't reappear, the remaining children and I concluded that the
two must have become lost, and that we should enter the cave and try to find
them.
Some of the children
began plugging together some extension cords (some of which simply resembled
pieces of rope) so a light could be hooked up and carried into the cave. When
the children had their cords and light ready, and were just about to descend
into the cave, several people suddenly emerged from the cave's mouth.
As the people stepped
from the cave, they said they had been investigating the interior of the cave
for about six months. When some of the children asked the people if they (the
people) could now see in the dark, the people responded that they couldn't,
that they still needed light.
The children related to
the people how the two children had disappeared into the cave. The people
promptly expressed concern, saying it might be necessary to enter the cave and
search for the children.
One man in the group
pulled out a small flashlight, aimed it back into the cave and began shining
it. Although small, the flashlight was extremely powerful – the whole cave
seemed to light up. The children and I were impressed. Peering into the lighted
cave, the man said he would probably have to go inside and search for the
children. He then began droning, "God is with me. And I am with God. God
is me. And I am God."
The children and I were
thoroughly impressed with the man, who seemed to know what he was talking
about. As he shined his light into the cave, I thought I also heard him say,
"I am the light." I thought he might be reciting the first verses of
the Gospel of John.
In the interim, the sun
had begun to rise outside the cave. Someone cried excitedly, "The dawn is
coming! The dawn is coming!"
The children believed
they needed to descend into the cave before the sky lit up – they had a fear of
being discovered by adults if they remained outside. Glancing up toward the
Farmhouse, on top of the hill, I thought I could see my grandmother Mabel. I
agreed with the children: they needed to retreat into the cave before the adults
showed up.
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