It’s always interesting when I dream — especially when they are super vivid and memorable.

I dream a lot, in fact, all I have to is close my eyes and those neurons in the grey matter go crazy. Most of the time, the slightly unconscious ramblings are action oriented {probably a compensation for me NOT being action oriented when conscious}. Rarely do I have nightmares.

Last night’s slumber came close — not in a horror sense, but in a pulse-thumping thrill. But enough of the preamble, let’s get into the dream.

I was driving on a mountain road. Driving isn’t unusual; I do it a lot. Someone was with me although I never saw him/her and had no response from my passenger. I was doing all the “talking”.

At any rate, we came to a tunnel cut through the rock. As I approached, I noticed a fog on the other side, so I switched on my fog lights as I entered the tunnel, adding “Glad I did that” as I exited into the thick, misty clearing. It was a short drive to the next tunnel. This one was longer with just a pin-point of light on the other end. I noticed there was no tiling on the tunnel walls — just rough rock with jagged edges. I also noticed my car was picking up speed despite the fact my foot was off the accelerator. As the car sped up, the points on the rocks captured my attention as I tried to maintain control. It was like I was on a rail mere inches from being shredded as the car pitched left going around a right curve. Finally the light at the end  of the tunnel got brighter and larger and I quipped to my passenger, “That was fun … not!”

We exited into an open area complete with a gas station, convenience store, a couple of other shops and a massive parking area overlooking a beautiful vista. The problem was I still didn’t have control of the car. It kept picking up speed as I slammed the brakes. Next thing I knew my wheels started rolling past me and in front of me was a group of pedestrians. As I got closer, the woman jumped out of my way and — vaporized — as I tried to swerve to miss her. I was expecting a thud but instead found myself holding onto a dis-engaged steering wheel  and finally blurted out, “Jesus, take the wheel!”

No, I haven’t been to a theme park or on a roller coaster and I haven’t have any sausage lately. But I woke up with my heart racing and my hands at 10 and 2. It was a thrill ride with my eyes  closed.

Of course, in retrospect, the dream represented my state of mind. The mountain is just that — a mountain of stress that has been slowly building from a mole hill. Instead of going around, I found myself going through. I’m not sure what the fog was all about, except maybe for dramatic effect. Obviously as the driver, I thought I was in control, but the events in the second tunnel and open space stripped away any control I may have thought I had. And the climax forced me to hand over the steering wheel to my co-pilot, now identified as Jesus. As soon as I did that, the view from the vista was calm, clear and breathtaking.

So, if you’re facing a mountain — be it health, wealth or relationship (or lack of it) — make sure you have Jesus as your co-pilot. At least then you know when the wheels come off, your co-pilot is qualified to bring you through.

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THOUGHT TO REMEMBER: You face your greatest opposition when you’re closest to your biggest miracle. –T.D. Jakes