A Dream

By David Hobbs

Last Friday night I had a powerful dream, different from any I have had before. It came out of the blue. It’s been months, maybe years since I’ve had something I could even call a spiritual dream. It’s been so long I’d pretty much given up on God speaking to me that way. Like “falling down under the power,” it’s something that I expect to happen only to other people. So much for my expectations!
In the dream, the first thing I remember was that I was dead. My spirit had left my body, which was lying on the ground/floor with people clustered around it while my spirit hovered above. I don’t know how I died, or what led up to that moment, only that I was out of my dead body. After some time had passed, the next thing I remember was someone (an angel? the Holy Spirit?) telling me, “It’s time for you to go back into your body.”
I looked at my corpse and said, “How is that going to happen?”
“Just like this.”
He began spinning me like a top. All of a sudden, Zip! He spun me right back into my body.
Then I was in my bathroom looking at my face in the mirror. Though the eyes showed the face was alive, the rest of it still looked like death. It was all puffy and swollen and had purple splotches like how the blood coagulates in the skin of a dead person. I thought, “What are we going to do about this?” My wife happened to be in the bathroom with me getting ready to take a shower.
All of a sudden I was startled to see in the mirror behind me some young men standing, startled because young men shouldn’t be in the bathroom with my semi-clothed wife! I turned to look. There were five of them in all. They looked to be in their 20’s, big and strong like muscle builders. The most riveting thing about them was their smiles—they were grinning from ear to ear. They projected strength and confidence so much they practically glowed! I realized they were angels, though they didn’t have any wings.
Each one affixed a golden seal to the bathroom wall. I knew somehow that each seal contained the essence of the angel that affixed it; each one was leaving something of himself permanently attached to my wall. With that, I knew that my problem was taken care of (and who knows what else!). Then the dream was over.
I told the dream to one of the elders of my church who is gifted in dream interpretation. He gave the following interpretation:
"Five is the number of grace. The five angels affixing seals to the wall of your house means that you are about to receive a significant impartation of divine grace. It will be more than a gift you can use from time to time, rather it will be a permanent part of your life. Its power will be something you can use in the Kingdom to minister to others, and its effect will be as dramatic as life from the dead, as if you came back from death into life with new powers from beyond the grave!"