A Dream of Destinies

A Dream of Destinies

As I watched Destiny move through the lives of multitudes, its cyclical patterns either moved upward in a spiral ascension that closely resembled DNA or twisted downward at a frightening pace. For those who missed their Destiny the first time, it would come around again, curiously seeking an entry to bless or curse. Either way there was always an opportunity to climb aboard and move forward. And if one missed it completely, then Destiny would drill downward into hard ground toward an island of desolation; definitely not the desired destination…

And this is what I observed in last night’s dream, while observing multitudes in the Valley of Decision, some waiting to catch a flight or a bus or even a bicycle while others never caught a vehicle but just walked down a long, winding trail. And I rejoiced to see how all were beloved by the Heavenly Creator.

Some quickly caught their Destiny and thrived in various aspects of it as they matured. While watching the fruit of Destiny ripen, the seeds that spilled on to the fertile ground sprung up, causing new cycles to be formed within the primary cycle so that these anointed ones actually fulfilled several destinies throughout their lives.

Others caught a paddle boat Destiny in quiet waters from an early age and continued to walk in that one Destiny the rest of their lives. They preferred the steady hum of a slower pace that didn’t rock their boats because it’s all they could handle, and that was just fine.

In the same way that some chose a slow and steadily paced path, sometimes Destiny chose ones who’d live a life they never could’ve imagined with continual changes that almost daily launched them in roller coasters or rocket ships to great heights with tremendous depths. These had a creative, entrepreneurial calling that impacted the lives of many, either by being an inspiration or an abhorrence.

And then there were those who never realized their true Destiny and often ended up living on the streets. It could be that they chose the wrong fork in the road and moved into a dead end. Some of these people began their destinies in the homes and lives of family members who never walked in their own destinies and were involved in a downward spiral of generational curses, oppression and even ritual abuse.

Here is where the dream ended, causing me to wonder about the victims who ride the downward spiral, especially of ritual abuse. Even now I’m asking יהוה if there’s anything we can do to change that and help people realize their true Destiny, which can only be found in the one true G-d of Abraham, Isaac and Israel.

10.7.26