The Bicycle Dream
Friday, May 29th, 2009I had the dream again last night. You know, the one with the bicycle in it. I always have some sort of version of the Bicycle Dream when I am feeling particularly stressed about something. The places and time vary but the overall theme is the same. I am far from home or my final destination and my only means of transportation is a bicycle. I am in a near panic because I have so far to go and only this bicycle to depend on to get me there. Sometimes my bike is old, sometimes it is new. Last night it was a black second-hand mountain bike with flashing lights and I was traveling from Shreveport, LA and was trying to get to my old hometown of Lake Charles, LA. A 4 hour trip by car so you can imagine how long it would take by bicycle.
I have had bicycle dreams for years now. Long enough to know what they mean. They only occur when I am under a lot of stress. They are my release but more so, my signal that something has to give. I have to turn to God and turn it over to God. That is what I did today. My stressful situation is this part-time job I have had for the last 3 years. I am a foster/adoptive home recruiter for the state Dept. of Human Services. Recently there have been some personnel and job description changes that have made my professional life pretty stressful. I knew I needed to give it to God and this morning, I had the sign from Him, via a bicycle, that this problem has now been received in Heaven and I can quit worrying. I am going to turn in my resignation on Tuesday.
Why does it take a dream or some other outwardly sign for us to realize that God is in control? Why can’t we remember that as naturally as breathing? I think it is just part of His amazing grace. We are His children and no matter how big and ugly we perceive a problem, it is nothing that He can’t handle for us.
I wonder if there are bicycles made for two up in Heaven?
