Don't you simply hate it when you have one of those whacky dreams? The kind that cause you to wake up feeling like you've just run a marathon? I know I do and how glad I am that it doesn't happen very often. I don't think I could stand the constant adrenalin rush if it did!
Surveys show that the most common whacky dream is that of rapidly plummeting downwards from a dizzying height, and then waking up with a start just before reaching rock bottom. When I was younger, I used to have that dream quite often, but then it gave way to another far more tiring and frightening one. In it, I find myself in a morass so thick that I can hardly move. But I know I must. The effort and struggle to put one foot in front of another is exhausting, but I know I cannot stop. I must keep moving or I will become stuck. My legs feel like lead and my heart strains against my chest as I struggle to move forward. My body aches, and I want to give up but know I cannot. Then, in desperation, I call out to Jesus. Sometimes that is enough to wake me up. Other times, it gives me the strength to endure, and as I do, so the dream fades into nothingness.
I have no idea why I have this dream, but this one thing I do know: Jesus is with me in it. He is also the Light at the end of my tunnel and nothing I go through will ever pluck me out of His hand. The moment I call, His peace comes. The moment I call, He gives me victory over my trial. This does not mean He automatically plucks me out of the situation, but He does enable me to see it through without crumbling under the pressure. And as I endure, so He makes me stronger in my faith.
So, next time you're going through one of these whacky dreams, do remember you are not alone. Jesus is with you and He will catch you when you fall.