A Summer Dream

I have finally decided that, come what may, I need to share this. It was a really awe inspiring dream for me and I hope you feel that in what I have wrote. The dream took place in early July and I shared it on Google Plus in late July. Now, come the end of September, I share it with you:

I had a dream several weeks ago. It was an amazing, terrifying but redeeming dream. Many of you probably won't understand. Some of you might even question my thoughts on it. But I need to share it. The dream is slowly fading from my mind. In the last few weeks (has it been about a month now?) this dream has kept me steady when I began to fall from what I know is true. I thought on the dream and I was refocused.

In the dream I awoke in my old home that I grew up in. It was a dark twilight. I could see but not well and I was terrified. I remember sitting up in bed and looking around as I pulling my covers closer. I was breathing heavily.

The next thing I remember I'm at the end of the hallway outside my bedroom. I don't know if there was any additional dream in between the "waking up" and this or if it was just the dream version of cutting to the next scene.

Its storming outside. A perfect condition for a scary movie or scary dream. Flashes of lighting light up the hall from the front entryway.

I move into the dining room through the door at the other end of the hall. Right then I'm attacked by a dark, shadowy shape. It has the form of a human but it isn't human. Its outer edges fade to mist as it moves. Its fingers are pointed like claws. Its a demon.

We wrestled each other falling into the doorway between the hall and the dining room. As we wrestle I distinctly remember finding myself on top. At that point my hand wrapped around the demons neck and he disintegrated. I know as you always do in a dream that he didn't so much go into non-existence but rather went away.

The dream continued as the storm raged on.

I was now standing in the hallway again near the front door beside the doorway to the dining room. I look back down the hallway towards my bedroom. I see a shape on the wall covered in blackness. Just then the lightning flared and the shape was bathed in light. It was what appeared to be a small child crawling on the wall. It was another demon.

As the darkness thickened again the shape looked again very similar to the first demon. It then attacked. With this demon I also ended up wrestling. Somehow we ended up in another doorway. This time the one between my bedroom and the hallway.

At some point again I ended up on top and again I put my hand around the demon's neck. This time I was verbally rebuking the demon. I remember specifically telling it to leave and to go into the pit. Several times I said to go into the pit.

Then something very unusual happened. On the floor of my bedroom maybe only two feet away a blue flame started to form a shape. It started as a circle and when the circle was completed it drew the form of a star inside it. It was a pentagram.

As the pentagram formed I felt a sense of security. I felt like I was being saved...protected...by God.

Then as I was still pondering this the demon was pulled...sucked from my grasp. It was like watching the demon being stretched as it was pulled into the pentagram. Down into the pentagram. I got the distinct impression that the demon was being pulled down and a vague impression that it was going to the pit.

As this finished up I awoke in my bed next to my wife. The first impression I had at this time was that I felt clean. I felt clean. The dream was not the first one I had that was more of a vision into the heavenly realm than it was a random set of images from the day. It was the first, though, in which I felt that the dream directly affected my spiritual life. I felt like those demons were personal to me and that with God's help I was able to overcome them and rid them from my life. I say it again, I felt clean.

My second thought was toward that pentagram. Like many of you I grew up believing the pentram to be a symbol of evil; of Satan. It seemed odd to me that such a thing would be used in my rescue. I couldn't understand it. I was led to do research into the origins of the pentagram. Here is what I found.

The first known uses of the pentagram are found in Mesopotamian writings dating to about 3000 BC. The Sumerian pentagrams served as pictograms for the word "UB" meaning "corner, angle, nook; a small room, cavity, hole; pitfall," suggesting something very similar to the pentemychos. 

Pentemychos was the title of a work written by Pythagoras' teacher and friend Pherecydes. Pentemychos means five "recesses" or "chambers" also known as the pentagonas - the five-angle. (This is actually a lost book whose contents are preserved in Damascius de principiis, quoted in Kirk and Raven, The Pre-Socratic Philosophers, Cambridge Univ. Press, 1956, page 55). It was also the "place" where the first pre-cosmic offspring had to be put in order for the ordered cosmos to appear. The pentemychos is in Tartaros. 

The pentagram is used as a Christian symbol for the five senses, and if the letters S, A, L, V, and S are inscribed in the points, it can be taken as a symbol of health (from Latin salus)

Medieval Christians believed that the "pentalpha" symbolizes the five wounds of Christ. The pentagram was believed to protect against witches and demons.

The pentagram figured in a heavily symbolic Arthurian romance: it appears on the shield of Sir Gawain in the 14th century poem Sir Gawain and the Green Knight. As the poet explains, the five points of the star each have five meanings: they represent the five senses, the five fingers, the five wounds of Christ, the five joys that Mary had of Jesus (the Annunciation, the Nativity, the Resurrection, the Ascension, and the Assumption), and the five virtues of knighthood which Gawain hopes to embody: noble generosity, fellowship, purity, courtesy, and compassion.

Most Christians came to associate it with Satanism and subsequently rejected the symbol sometime in the twentieth century.

Satanists use a pentagram with two points up, often inscribed in a double circle, with the head of a goat inside the pentagram. This is referred to as the Sigil of Baphomet. They use it much the same way as the Pythagoreans, as Tartaros literally translates from Greek as a "Pit" or "Void" in Christian terminology (the word is used as such in the Bible, referring to the place where the fallen angels are fettered).

In classic mythology, below Uranus (sky), Gaia (earth), and Pontus (sea) is Tartarus, or Tartaros (Greek Τάρταρος, deep place). It is a deep, gloomy place, a pit, or an abyss used as a dungeon of torment and suffering that resides beneath the underworld. In the Gorgias, Plato (c. 400 BC) wrote that souls were judged after death and those who received punishment were sent to Tartarus.

Wow. Not only was the pentagram directly related to the idea of the pit long before I dreamt about it but Christians in medeval times thought of the symbol as able to protect them from witches and demons. I was shocked, amazed and awed!

Praise God for providing me with confirmation of my dream but more importantly praise God for his protection and redemption!!

Revelation 9:1-3 Then the fifth angel sounded: And I saw a star fallen from heaven to the earth. To him was given the key to the bottomless pit. And he opened the bottomless pit, and smoke arose out of the pit like the smoke of a great furnace. So the sun and the air were darkened because of the smoke of the pit. Then out of the smoke locusts came upon the earth. And to them was given power, as the scorpions of the earth have power.

1 Corinthians 1:30 It is because of him that you are in Christ Jesus, who has become for us wisdom from God—that is, our righteousness, holiness and redemption.

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