Dreaming of God? What’s it mean?
Hello everyone, I am here to discuss a childhood dream I suddenly remembered, and am now curious to its meaning. To this day I remember it with clarity.
Everything below takes place during childhood (~5 years old)
To preface, I was not religious. I knew of Christianity, but never looked into it at all.
I had horrible nightmares for as long as I can remember, even so where I’d wake up in pain from injuries that never truly happened. It got so bad to where I was scared to sleep and I’d try to keep myself awake as long as possible.
On a night like any other, I fall asleep into a weird dream. I’m walking with people I don’t recognize when suddenly, I am being drawn upward. I look down and see my body collapsed with those strangers surrounding me, seemingly mourning.
It felt warm as I was being drawn upward, when at some point (there wasn’t really an exact transition), I end up somewhere in the sky among the clouds. The figure drawn in the middle is what I first saw. It was geometric in shape, and I could feel as if it was friendly. I never spoke to it, and it never spoke to me. I didn’t feel I had to, since it felt as if everything had been said in retrospect.
The figure was making gestures, welcoming me, but I couldn’t approach it. As I did, it felt as if I never grew closer, and it only further away.
Again, another strange transition into somewhere very white and very bright. Not blindingly so, but it was still bright. The figure on the right, a tall and imposing silhouette stood before me, about 13 feet tall. In any other situation, I would have been scared, but I felt more at peace than I ever had or would feel. I had a deep knowing that everything would be ok, and no harm would come. The silhouette extended its arm to me, which strangely was at my level and a normal looking hand.
Once I touched that hand, I instantly awoke from my dream, but I couldn’t approach see the first figure’s hand slink away from me out of sight, never to be seen again.
I have never had a dream like this since, and can only wish to feel the sense of “everything will be ok” I did again.
I had never been particularly religious until discussing with friends, where this experience and other things led me to church and to read the Bible.
TLDR: Had a dream (when I was young) where I thought I went to heaven. Felt overwhelming peace and a sense of everything will be fine. The figures depicted both welcomed me. Once I woke up, I never had a nightmare as bad as I had for years.