1. Secret Grotto Dream
I had a dream over ten years ago, right before I met the Lord.
I was walking in the woods with my closest childhood friends. We were walking, talking, and laughing when I suddenly tripped, falling face-first into the leaves and roots. When I stood up and dusted myself off, I realized I was blind.
Everything had gone dark. I could still hear my friends playing and joking around me, but when I called out to them, there was no response. They simply walked away as if they had forgotten I existed.
Panic set in. I was tripping over the dense undergrowth, unable to walk straight, getting more and more desperate to find my way out or get back to my friends. In the height of my fear, I finally heard something: two ethereal voices softly saying, "This way, over here! You’ve got it. Right here."
The moment I heard them, a peace rushed over me that wasn't normal. I followed the voices, slowly gaining on them. Just as I got close enough to almost touch them, I heard a heavy sound—like a massive rock being shoved aside to reveal a path.
I thought, Thank God, this must be the way out! Convinced of my escape, I climbed down into the opening. But as soon as I did, they moved the rock back over my head, trapping me in a dark, tiny hole.
Panic swept over me again. I was thrashing, flailing, and screaming. I couldn't believe I had trusted those "trustworthy" voices only to be deceived. They had taken me from a bad situation and brought me to an even worse fate.
Eventually, I began to calm down and accept my circumstances. I sat down and adjusted myself to get comfortable. As my breathing slowed and I surrendered to the moment, I felt something. I moved my hand along the wall and felt moisture. But this wasn't normal water—it was moving. It felt like little streams of living water flowing along the sides of the cave.
As I felt the water, I began to see it—not with my eyes, but with my spirit. It was glowing blue and streaming along the walls in ways that defied physics. The fact that I was starting to see again became my only priority; I forgot everything else. I began to follow those streams through the cave system.
I knew they were leading me somewhere.
I picked up speed—walking, then jogging, then sprinting down the cavern hall until... boom. I ran into a portal of everything you could ever want. I heard, saw, and felt things I can't describe, but mainly, it was life—abundant life. I was filled to overflowing.
Then I woke up.
The feeling from the dream remained, so vivid it felt real. I remember telling the girl I was living with that I felt "high" because the dream was just that good. I didn't meet the Lord for another year after that, and I didn't realize then just how prophetic that dream was for my walk with God. Still, over ten years later, I’m sitting here writing about it again, using it to help myself and others.
2. Cookie Mash
I had this dream where I was being transported randomely to these different places around different groups of people. Some were famous youtubers that i recognized but most were just random steangers. I spent most of the time just trying to figure out where I was or how to talk to these people because I was so drunk and high in the spirit that I could barely funnction.
Eventually we ended up at a big cafeteria table where all of these random people were sitting and eating. I was sitting there with them in the same state. Suddenly though, someone said something funny that I can't even remember and I began to lose it. I was laughing so hard.
I remember trying to get my bearings and for some odd reason grabbed two cookies or brownies off the table, one in each hand. However, I was laughing so hysterically hard my hands started to tighten around the cookies and I couldn't let go but just started to crush them as I the laughter completely took over me.
I was stuck leaning back on this cafeteria bench style seat, laughing hysterically, feeling the cookies mash through my fingers. There was nothing I could do. It was an eternal laughter that seemed to go on forever throughout the ages. Eventually someone noticed and the whole table erupted into a similar state. Then i woke up. I was still drunk as i woke up and carried that feeling for hours in the real world.
3. Zombie Apocalypse
I had a dream last night that was so powerful it left me standing on my porch this morning, trying to hold it together emotionally, questioning everything in awe.
In the beginning, I was in different places doing various things, struggling to get my bearings. I didn't know where I was or where I needed to go; I just knew I wasn't at home.
The first half remains blurry, but eventually, the reality of the dream set in: there was a zombie outbreak, and we were fighting to survive.
I was with a man who was incredibly loving. He stayed by my side, constantly offering little compliments that didn’t quite make sense, yet felt profoundly good. At one point, he looked at me and said, "You know, I really love you, Luke. You have yellow hair, and that means you’re loving and wise." I remember reaching up to touch my head, confused, thinking, Yellow hair?
As the dream progressed, I realized I was infected; I wasn't going to make it much longer. This man and I eventually boarded a plane full of people and took off. As we sat there in the quiet, peaceful cabin, things got deep. Knowing my time was short, I turned to him and asked, "Hey man, you got a gun?"
He nodded.
At that point, I stopped thinking about myself entirely. My only concern was for him and the other passengers. I asked him how long it had been since I was bitten; we figured about an hour and a half, which meant I had roughly that much time left. I looked at him and said, "Dude, if I even look at you weird—if anything at all seems off—you have to do it. Right in the head." He quietly acknowledged me, and we sat there in peace.
Then, I woke up.
As I came to, I found myself scratching my head. I knew that wasn't a "normal" dream; something about it felt different. Then, I heard it in my spirit: "That’s Heaven." This word was like a flood to which I almost started to wrestle with immediately because the setting was so strange, but I knew it was right. It took several minutes for me to ease into it. There was no negativity in the dream—just a selfless concern for the well-being of those around me and an overwhelming sense of love and being loved.
These dreams are so DEEP and fully immersive. They are like MOVIES and Christ is the main character.
It’s unbelievable when you wake up and that kind of astonishment hits you. They are just never what I would expect and can leave you in a bit of a wrestling match with your own soul.
John 15:13 AMPC
[13] No one has greater love [no one has shown stronger affection] than to lay down (give up) his own life for his friends.
John 12:25 AMPC
[25] Anyone who loves his life loses it, but anyone who hates his life in this world will keep it to life eternal. [Whoever has no love for, no concern for, no regard for his life here on earth, but despises it, preserves his life forever and ever.]
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