During the night of November the 29th, leading into the early hours of the 30th, I slept. Go figure. I remember three individually different dreams that all ended in the same general manner. A volcanic eruption
The first was a strange smattering of things that I don’t think are anything about the point I am trying to make. The earth trembled ever so slightly, and a plume of ash rose miles into the sky. Then the pumice began to rain down. I was struck by a large piece and was knocked out. When I woke up (still sleeping) I felt the heat of the lava flowing toward me. It enveloped my pinky and ring finger on my left hand. When I awoke, those fingers had gone numb during the night. And I felt a slight pain on my head in the exact spot I was hit. I dismissed it, corrected my sleeping position, and went back to sleep.
I was driving, and I really needed to use a restroom. I pulled off the road, and was at a Jurassic park-themed amusement park. I found a very nice restroom and did what needed to be done. (In case you were wondering, the bed was clean when I did wake up) Upon exiting, the same familiar quake was felt. Though this time, the plume of ash didn’t rise into the sky. A massive pyroclastic flow belched out of the relatively close volcano. It advanced at a terrifying pace toward me and the other park guests. I attempted to run, but a guest grabbed my ankle and screamed “Get down!” (counterproductive to the thought of escape) seeing the cloud of super- heated material just yards away, I knew that was the end. God in His wisdom knows the best time to call me Home. Knowing my time was here, I surrendered.
What better way to go, then in an attitude of prayer and worship. I said, “Lord. Yours is the Kingdom, and the Power, and the Glory forever, Amen.” I felt the cloud wash over me, and with it, the incredible heat as well.
I awoke. The thermostat had turned on, that explained the heat. But what brought this altogether was that I heard my son’s lullabies playing. We choose the praise baby collections for him, and he likes it. And the specific song that was playing was “The Heart of Worship.”
“When the music fades, All is stripped away, And I simply come.
Longin’ just to bring, Something that’s of worth, That will bless your heart.
I’ll bring You more than a song, For a song in itself, Is not what You have required.
You search much deeper within, Through the ways things appear, You’re looking into my heart.
I’m comin’ back to the heart of worship. And it’s all about You, It’s all about You, Jesus. “
God spoke to me in that moment. “I have been refining you these past few months, and you are closer to having that heart of worship.” God gave me a terrifyingly realistic dream, and I believe, He did it to see how I would react.
