Several nights ago I had one of those epic dreams that really messed with me. When it was all over, the credits at the end informed me that my dream had been written, directed and produced by Quentin Tarantino. Crazy dream.
In the dream a friend and I were walking around a very nice hotel. Our expedition led us to a secret room. Just like everyone else does in dreams, we walked on in. This was more than a secret room. It was a dojo. Some serious kung-fu training had taken place here. I looked around the room for a while and decided that we should probably leave before someone spotted us.
On our way out we ran in to the master of the dojo. He looked something like Johnny from the first Karate Kid movie. This was bad news. He called two of his students over and all three of the men started to fight us. They can’t have just anyone strolling through their secret dojo. We were in trouble.
Just before things started to get bad for us some music started playing. It could be heard all over the hotel, not just in the dojo. The master and his two students immediately stopped fighting us and started doing a salsa dance. Everyone in the hotel was salsa dancing. Everyone except for us. We got out as quickly as we could.
Written, directed and produced by Quentin Tarantino.
Obviously this dream means that God is telling me to start a studio that specializes in teaching kung-fu and salsa dancing to wayward teens. Oh, and I should probably stay away from hotels that charge more than $39.99 a night. There’s no room for secret dojos at the Motel 6.
God clearly has and does speak to people through dreams. He gave Daniel and Joseph dreams that led to the preservation of his people. He gave Paul a vision that was not even allowed to be spoken of. Today, missionaries among Muslims pray for God to give dreams to the people they are trying to reach in hopes that this may somehow lead salvation.
But this requires great discernment. If we’re not careful we may end up confusing last night’s chili with the will of God.
Most of us long for the supernatural. We want God to speak to us. We want to do more than simply go through the motions. That’s why we love books about kids that spend an hour or so in heaven or men that went to hell for 23 minutes.
In a lot of ways this desire for the supernatural is due to a very non-supernatural view of God’s word and prayer.
I don’t know if God has ever sent me a message through a dream and I know that he’s never given me a vision like the one Paul spoke of in 2 Corinthians 12:1-3. But I’m no stranger to the supernatural. I experience the supernatural every morning.
When I read the Bible, I’m reading words that were breathed out by God (2 Timothy 3:16). When I pray, the Holy Spirit is hand delivering my words to the Father, “with groanings too deep for words” (Romans 8:26). When I’m in a difficult situation and I don’t know what to do, I ask God for wisdom and one way or another, as he sees fit, he gives it to me (James 1:5).
God can speak to us however he chooses.
But we don’t have to wait for a dream, a vision or the next New York Times bestseller about some lady that died on the operating table and spent the afternoon knitting with Mary, Martha and grandma before coming back to earth.
Because of Jesus, Christians can enjoy the supernatural anytime they want.
Therefore, brothers, since we have confidence to enter the holy places by the blood of Jesus, by the new and living way that he opened for us through the curtain, that is, through his flesh, and since we have a great priest over the house of God, let us draw near with a true heart in full assurance of faith, with our hearts sprinkled clean from an evil conscience and our bodies washed with pure water. Hebrews 10:19-22 (ESV)