Saturday, May 14, 2011

The Dream of Restoration: A Gift from God

I had this lucid dream last night. It was about our late greyhound, Zoomer, who we lost about 11 months ago to bone cancer. After a leg amputation in November of 2008 to save his life, he continued to run and play just like any normal dog. Zoomer lived for almost 2 more years, until the cancer returned to his lungs. This is how the dream went:
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         "The Dream of Restoration: A Gift from God"
            

 I saw Zoomer in my dream. He was about 30 feet away from me. The first thing I noticed was his completely black coat. All the white hairs that he had grown over most of his life were now solid black, except for the white that made him Zoomer - white chest patch and white toes in his left rear paw. Even his muzzle, which began slowly turning white as young as 2 years old, was now solid black again! His luxurious black coat had returned in full. He was a beauty.

 Then Zoomer began walking towards me, and that was when I saw the most wonderful thing...he was walking on all four legs. He was whole again! But there was one other thing, something that I don't think I had ever seen in Zoomer before. There was an unusual peace, a look of contentment in his eyes. No sign of the normal anxiety that he seemed to have lived with his entire life. It was like a face that had personally seen the love of his Creator. And then Zoomer brought his face up to mine and kissed me as I wrapped my arms around him.

 I left the dream and fell back "into sleep". You see, during the entire dream I knew that I was dreaming. It was as if I could see myself witnessing this event and yet at the same time, living within it. It's called "lucid dreaming".

 I believe this dream was a gift from God. I have struggled on occasion with the final memory of Zoomer's last day. Even though that day itself was a beautiful one - abundant sunshine, soft cool breezes, and songbirds filling the air with their sweet voice - there was still the finality of death that seemed to cloud an otherwise clear vision of this incredible beauty around us. But today, I have a new memory, a new finality: I have seen the restoration of the Lord's Creation.
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 Mark H. Ehlers - May 13, 2011

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