STEVE'S AMAZING DREAM. Pt. 1

⁴ I looked, and I saw a windstorm coming out of the north—an immense cloud with flashing lightning and surrounded by brilliant light. The center of the fire looked like glowing metal, ⁵ and in the fire was what looked like four living creatures. In appearance their form was human, ⁶ but each of them had four faces and four wings. ⁷ Their legs were straight; their feet were like those of a calf and gleamed like burnished bronze. ⁸ Under their wings on their four sides they had human hands. All four of them had faces and wings, ⁹ and the wings of one touched the wings of another. Each one went straight ahead; they did not turn as they moved.

¹⁰ Their faces looked like this: Each of the four had the face of a human being, and on the right side each had the face of a lion, and on the left the face of an ox; each also had the face of an eagle. ¹¹ Such were their faces. They each had two wings spreading out upward, each wing touching that of the creature on either side; and each had two other wings covering its body.
 
(Ezekial 1:4-11)

Something short of half a century has come and gone since the event; (and it would be a gross understatement to refer to ‘it’ in any other manner). 

It was about 1975, and my son, Steve was about five at the time. As I recall, he’d been sick, and had been sleeping a great deal. One afternoon, (or one morning, I’ve forgotten which) my little boy woke up, and began to describe a dream he’d had. And the content of his dream almost ‘blew me away.’

Almost unceremoniously, (for given the subject matter one might almost have expected a drum roll and trumpets) Steve began to reveal the most amazing and ethereal stuff.

Without any attempt here to ‘immature’ my son’s words, (for I don’t mind saying, he once tested at a genius IQ, and after this much time I would be hard pressed to quote him), he said,

“Dad, Mom, I had a dream, and I’ve never had a dream like it before. There was this strange man. He had four faces. You know, like one of those dolls where the head turns. 

One face was normal. One face was like a bird. One face was like a cow. And one face looked like a lion.”

And while as a Christian I plead guilty to not being a great fan of the Major Prophets of the Old Testament, I immediately recognized a correlation between Steve’s dream, and that well-known vision of Ezekial. 

I recall looking over at my wife, and her looking back at me, and without the slightest word our thoughts colluded.

“I’ve never read that chapter to him. I don’t recall you reading it to him. And to the best of my knowledge, he’s never been exposed to that subject.”

(to be continued)

  By William McDonald, PhD. From (Mc)Donald's Daily Diary. Vol. 43. Copyright pending

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