Last week, Sherry and I were talking about how we have had dreams at night lately. Neither of us usually remembers dreams and many are just dreams. But I was reminded in our conversation about a very different and poignant dream I had a while ago. Then on Sunday in Church ( 5/11/08 ) the subject came up and I felt compelled to say that I had this dream and I told what I could remember of it. After I told it, some in the church testified that what I had shared was a subject God Had brought to there attention earlier in the week. I decided to look for my written account of the dream. It is weird, but I had not thought of this dream since just after I wrote it down. I forgot when it was, but it turns out it was a year ago this week! So here it is for all who care to know.

My dream on the night of 5/15/07- 5/16/08 started out as I was riding my mountain bike to work for the second day in a row on Interstate 81. When I got to work, there was a casual meeting in our break room (I think). I told my boss Debbie, about riding to work and making it on time. 

I realized I still had my coat on. so I went to take it off, but as I did, I realized that in a rush to make it to work on time I had I forgot to put on a shirt. I zipped my coat back up and went to my office, feeling now for the first time my coat on my skin and not a shirt. I decided to ride my bike to the security building to buy a shirt there. I knew (and this part really happen the day before the dream ) I had 20 dollars that Sherry (my wife) gave me for lunch and gasoline and that I could buy something with that since I did not have to get gas for my car. 

When I got there I did not speak to anyone and I did not find any shirts there. I had a startle as I realized I did not have my security badge in my pants pockets to get back through security. Then I remembered emptying my pants of my cell phone, money, and security badge in to my dresser drawer. The night of the dream, I did empty my pants as I recalled in the dream. 
 
I remember in the dream a feeling of uselessness about staying at work this day. I did not have my security badge to get in so I would have to jump through all of the security office hoops getting a temporary badge, plus no shirt, and no lunch money. When I looked at where I was, I realized that I was actually inside the secured section and would not need my badge unless I had to go in to a specific building. I usually don’t need to go to that building so I thought I could get away with staying. 

About then I realized I did have all the things I thought I forgot. They were in my coat pocket. Since I could now get back into work, I decided I would leave work on my bike taking a left out of the driveway. I only had a vague idea that Wal-mart was that way, but and I could get a shirt there and still have money for food. In actuality, Wal-mart is that way. I am very familiar with how to get to Wal-Mart, just not in my dream. 

Soon after leaving work, I saw Paul (our drummer) in his van with his daughter Taisha. She got in the back seat and I got in the front passenger seat, and Paul started driving.

At this time, the road turned from a city street to a very bumpy dirt road climbing up a side of a mountain. Like a road that might circle around a mountain until it got to the top. It had a steep with a drop off on the left and the side of the mountain on the right. It was narrow, two cars might pass each other, but it would be tight. Dirt had washed away over the years to show only the tops of large rocks poking out of the road. At one point, I think I remember Paul driving around a fallen tree too.

As Paul drove over and around all these things, I said that he must have missed the turn. I leaned over him to look down left side of the hill. When I looked down, we saw a house with no roof. In the left corner nearest the mountain I saw a man (apparently naked) crouched and shut in a small room just big enough for him. 

"Are you being held against your will?" I asked, and with out seeing him move we heard him say “Yes.”  

We decided to back down the road to see if we could find the missed turn. When we had backed down some of the way, we did come to an intersection where we went straight but should have turned left. The intersection was big and Paul parked the van and got out. I asked if he was going to free the man and he said yes. Taisha and I got out of the van and followed him a ways into the intersection. Paul had made some distance between us when some men and older teen boys came out of the woods. They distributed themselves into the intersection and the road as far as Paul had walked. The one nearest Paul took Paul's keys and dangled them in front of him. I knew instinctively that while they were only starting by teasing with the keys, that they meant physical harm to us.  

I think Paul reached out to take the keys back. Then the man threw the keys toward the intersection. They were not well aimed and were going to go over my head to a young man/boy behind Taisha and me. I thought I could make a run at them and get them be for the boy. If I could, I would take Taisha and drive away in the van. I'm not sure If I were going to drive to get Paul or not. I think that at this time he ran towards the man trapped in the roof-less house. 

Meanwhile, The keys landed in the dirt intersection as I was running towards them but the boy got to them first. I saw him slide in the dirt and it stirred up a small dust cloud around him. I saw his face clearly, he had curly sandy blond hair and a defined cheek bone line. The boy then tossed them to a man behind me. I turned and saw very clearly and vividly the face of the man who now had them. He was a hansom looking man with a short even beard and a somewhat tanned complexion, about my height and about 30 years old I'd guess. He was dangling the keys in front of me with his arm fully extended to his side and slightly in front of him. 

I don't know if I heard something or if the look on his face changed, but while he was dangling the keys something prompted me to turn around to see what was be hind me. What I saw was a much Taller equally hansom man with a much more muscular build. I knew who this was, though I did not name him in my dream. I just knew that I knew him (though I don't recognize him in real life). With out a word from any one there, I turned around again to face the man with the keys. He was in the same pose as when I turned from him. Feeling embolden and confident, I stepped up to him and took the keys from his fingers. He watched me do this but kept the same position, keeping his arm extended. I took the keys with boldness and a sense of security because the taller and stronger man stood behind me. As I took the keys I felt like I had a big smirk or grin on my face, you know the kind that just happens. I did all these things in one nonstop motion and turned to started to walk away. 

That is all i remember of this dream. I did not remember this dream at all until I was on the way to work this morning, on Interstate 81, but it was so clear to me. The initial remembrance of it felt like the same as if it was just happening. I have not added to or taken away any details of this dream knowingly and where I am unsure I have said so.

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