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Dream a Dream…

Update: I’m in the process of bloggifying my original site, AllforChrist, and we’ve opened the “Discernment Midnight Cafe” in the forums over there. This is a message board in the private forum rather than the public forum, which means you have to register (free!) before you can post there–but also that only other registered users (presently me) can read it and respond. I encourage you to give it a try.

Now, I’m no expert at dream interpretation, but if you have a dream that’s troubling you, I’m probably about the cheapest Christian help you’re going to find, if free sounds good.

Dreams are personal, so some images may have meanings specific to you. The more information you can give me about what’s going on in your awake life and how you feel about that, and how you felt in the dream, as well as any past issues the dream may refer to, the more accurate help I can give. Unless God gives me an interpretation, without that background, I’ll have more questions than answers. In general, expect suggestions of possible meanings of the symbols rather than an actual interpretation. The Holy Spirit will likely show you then which suggestions are on target. We usually have a light bulb (or ringing bell) sensation when we hear the correct meaning.

Be aware not every dream comes from the Lord. They can be products of our own wishful thinking, represent our spirit’s laments to the Lord, or even be a product of a demonic attack as we are most vulnerable to them when sleeping, literally and figuratively. So don’t be surprised if you write about a dream and we end up talking about the troubles in your waking life that led to it.

You can also try interpreting them yourself, with resources such as:


Or, my favorite,

Principles of Christian Dream Interpretation

Also: Christian Dream Symbols & Themes

Some secular dictionaries can help, but take them with a grain of salt, and even the links given may have some less than Christian links or pages as I may have missed and certainly do not endorse, nor do I guarantee the reliability of the resources linked here.

If you would like me to assist you in discerning your dream’s meaning, send me a letter, detailing the dream, the feelings the images evoked, and any current or past events in your waking life that may be relevant to deciphering the symbols the dream uses.

20 Comments leave one →
  1. Stacie permalink
    May 2, 2007 6:11 pm

    Blessings Andrea: Following is a dream I had last month. Thanks for sharing your thoughts. Stacie

    I was on a motorbike dirt path at night with three “red” dirt bikers wearing black eyes shade helmets wherein I couldn’t see their eyes and I was afraid as I knew they were coming up on me (they were behind me at first), so I stopped my bike and waited by the hill that they would soon jump past me. I waited a few minutes for them to get up the road (going forward) and I drove up the path and saw their three (3) bikes parked standing in the middle of the path as it was now “daylight” the fear was still with me as I thought they were tricking me or something as they were no where to be found and then I drove around their bikes and the fear left me…The End of dream.

  2. Michelle permalink
    May 3, 2007 3:00 pm

    Thank you Andrea.
    I had this dream more than once. I am rowing down a river in the dark time and I am on a little round raft and I could not find the staircase that came into the river to climb out. This raft that I was on kept going in circles and I couldn’t find my way out. I kept looking for a set of stairs. Couldn’t find any. What could mean? God Bless and thank you again.

  3. loushinie permalink
    May 5, 2007 5:28 pm

    Hi Andrea,

    I had the most strangest dream in my entire life. There were two dreams and they were interconnected in some way.

    The first dream was that, i am with my boyfriend and we are off to see this old lady.(I can’t remember how we ended up being there).She tells me that two evil spirits are somehow going to get involved in my life and i need to come to her when i see them.I can’t much remember about my contact with the first eveil spirit but the old lady manages to capture him. However the second evil spirit was a problem. I encountered the spirit, but had no means to take it to the old lady and hence i decide to swallow him, believing that the old lady would be able to remove him from my body.When i meet the old lady, she tells me that she can get him out of my body. In the first try, she couldn’t do it. She looks up into this small tiniest mirror and finds that he is deep within my body. Few more ritual (long ones) and she couldn’t get the evil spirit out of my body….instead i end up throwing a lot of medicianal pills ( my uncle was in the dream, he was next to me when i threw up the pills)

    (I was able to clearly see the black spirit, it was like a tiny charcoal black butterfly kind of shaped)

    The second dream involved me running down the staircase of a building. Everything was wet, seemed like it had been raining inside the building and i see this charcoal black snake and i mistake him for one of those water snakes (it wasn’t a cobra though). The snake is about 10 to 5 meters away from me… As i run down the stair past him, he suddenly takes air sort of untwisting his body and he is a huge anaconda (6 to 10 metres long)…and i could see the stripes in his body and his throat so clearly…i manage to run down (the building eventually turns into one of the house i used to live in) and there were few people (more like my family) and we manage to shut the door behind us. We open the gates and run out..the snake manages to get out and chase us.There was a jeep nearby and i tell them to run over the snake. They do, and the snake gets hurt..and i want to make sure the two men in the jeep kill it. One man, get down and does something with the snake. When i look closely i could see him eating the snake. I turn back and i run as fast as i can to my other home ( in reality i had lived in these two houses). I could see that the entire city was dark except for few streets around my house and darkness was creeping in as fast as it can and i think the reason behind it is the black snakes. The evil spirit is still in my body and i don’t want to tell my mom about it….

    But i see my mom only in the second dream.

    Can you please help me interpret this dream.

    I am not sure if this help, one of my grandfather killed a Cobra. According to family tradition or culture, we are not supposed to kill a cobra. People say bad things happen to the family when someone kills a cobra. My grandfather died at a very young age.

    Once when i went o visit my grandmother after a very long time (10 years), i found a big green snake outside the front door. It had happend only on that day.

  4. Sara Rodriguez permalink
    May 8, 2007 2:27 pm

    Hi Andrea
    Have another dream for you. This one happened yesterday-5/6/07-
    It was actually two dreams, one rigth after the other but about the samething. (1) my mother(who is dead) had a baby or was taking care of a baby(don’t know which) I went to her house and realized that the baby had only been fed once and it was already evening. I got upset with her and began to tell her, that babies needed to get fed at least every 3x a day or more. she seemed to be oblivious of the baby and just shrugged her shoulders. I continue to tell her that the baby also needed to be cleaned/bathed probably everytime he ate. while i was saying that i looked at the baby and it didn’t look normal; it looke more like a stuffed rubber toy with no clothes on. He looked at me and said,”I already got washed, i don’t need to get washed again. I awoke, and went back to sleep and dreamed the second dream. My mother was a taking care of someones baby-but during the day he was in a daycare facility and she was in charge of picking him up. I got to her house and became upset with her because it was late and she hadn’t pick up the baby. my concern was that the baby would not be fed.Again she didn’t seem to care. Another woman–a friend to my mother–said she would bring my mother to get the baby. All three of us began walking to the daycare center. While we were walking I realized that mother was walking normal(she was bedridden for the last five years of her life) It made me angry because I felt that she was bedridden all those years and now that my father was dead, she got up and was walking by herself, and that she probably had wanted him dead(?). We began to walk down a slope not paved but was full of rocks and brush. My mother was slow, so i said i would go ahead and get the baby. But the woman said no, i shouldn’t do that because they were going to think that mom was not able to take care of the baby and would remove her from the list of caretakes and would make trouble for the parents of the child. At the bottom of the slope was the daycare. The workers gave us the baby in a car seat and told us they would give us a ride home since it was getting dark. The car was an old converticle with a torn roof. All three of us sat in the back with the baby. My mother’s friend had the baby and was lifting him up with the carseat, because the workers of the center were saying good-bye. That made me upset because it looked like the baby was going to fall out of the seat, so I took him from her. As soon as i took him, he began to smile at me and seemed to want to get out of the seat for me to hold him. At this point I found myself back inside the center with one of my younger sisters and my middle son. My sister had a baby in the daycare also. When i looked at the baby i could see that it was malnourished–too skinny for her age. I began to get upset at my sister because all she was feeding her was milk and i told her she needed something more solid so she could gain some weight. She got upset with me and said all the baby needed was milk and she would be fine. It seemed that while we were talking the baby grew smaller and more frail. I began to walk towards the exit door and turn to tell her again how she needed to tell these people to feed the baby some food, because that milk was not even real milk it was just a bunch of things put together to look like milk but no nutrition in it. As I was saying that I was looking at a water bubbler in the foyer, that was filled with milk instead of water. AWOKE

  5. Sara Rodriguez permalink
    May 9, 2007 4:02 pm

    Hi Andrea
    I forgot a very important part of the dream. When my sister was telling me that all her baby needed was milk, and i was telling her that she needed more solid food, she said, oh yeah like that stuff they give at your church? I responded,’this has nothing to do with church, you need to feed this baby properly.

  6. May 10, 2007 11:27 am


    Except, of course, it appears to have everything to go with the Church. You seem to have the same tendency as I in dreams, to take all the symbols literally, I’d get lost in the story, too, and confuse in the dream a symbol for the Church (most likely here) with my actual mother. I suppose it’s possible it’s about your family, but with the imagery, and reading it through my eyes, the symbols scream concern about how spiritual infants are being cared for. Milk is a strong biblical symbol for the gospel and fundamental teachings. And most tellingly is the part where the milk isn’t real milk, it looks like milk, but has no nutrition in it (no value, no substance, just “empty calories,”etc.)

    The concern does seem to lie outside the four walls of your local church body, considering your sister essentially accuses you of hypocrisy, “you’re accusing me of not feeding her properly, but it’s no different than what your church is giving out.”

    It could be a parachurch ministry, home fellowship, or another church. It could be even a concern for your actual sister’s children and what they’re being fed spiritually.

    Waking up in a middle of a dream like that I’ve heard can be a god-signal of, “Pay attention, this is important,” so to speak.

  7. Sheila Martinez permalink
    May 19, 2007 2:15 am

    Hi Andrea,
    I had a dream the other night that is bugging me, I had a dream that I was in big parking lot with someone (female). Across the parking lot was a huge old motel and it was dark outside. Me and the person I was with walked by an area in the parking lot where rich people parked. This person who was with me said look and pointed to the ground. There I found a whole bunch of keys on different key rings, there were so many, and right next to them were 4 big fat wallets with money hanging out of them. I picked out a couple of the keys and took the wallets and put them under my shirt so no one would see me, then went into the motel and put the wallets in a display case for safe keeping.
    I then left and got into a white pickup truck that I dont have in real life. I drove off and the road that I was on was really foggy, it was so foggy I could barely see. As I was on this road all I could think about were the wallets so I turned around and went back and got them and left in the truck again.
    Thank You

  8. May 30, 2007 2:15 pm


    She could represent you, the dreamer, but (and I say this guardedly) dreams have known to feature . . . representatives of God and sometimes these messengers appear female. It’s your dream, so I could be wrong, but I believe the four wallets may symbolize the four gospels (or the full gospel), and the keys are probably related (keys open doors . . . perhaps the biblical truths/promises that open spiritual doors.) The pick up truck probably has a personal association (what do they remind you of, or what is their purpose, function, what makes them special?)

    The old motel is probably the church (big c or little c), perhaps being referenced as the socially acceptable place for religious expression.

    Cars indicate usually how we feel about our current direction in life (where we’re going and how we’re getting there), has the road of life become dangerously obscure, so you can’t see where you’re going? The dream offers good advice on where to turn, if the wallets are the gospels/full gospel.

    By the way, it occurs to me that two can mean witness (as well as division and discernment), which means the two keys you took could refer to your personal testimony (which can be used to open a “locked” heart to God).

  9. Sara Rodriguez permalink
    May 30, 2007 3:41 pm

    God Bless you Andrea
    My dream: Was with my friend Hilare in an outside function. A young man dressed in a tuxedo came and gave me a bouquet of red roses, (he was also wearing a red rose on his lapel) and box of candies. I was so overjoyed, i gave him a big kiss on the lips. I felt like,”he really cares for me”, type of feeling. I walked away from that scene and found myself looking at a row of 3newly built houses belonging to 3 of my sisters. In back of the houses were 3 big dump trucks parked side by side and they belonged to 3 of my brothers. I felt that sad that they didn’t asked me to build a house on the lot with them. Then one of my brothers said,” there’s plenty of room in the back(pointed to the back of where the trucks were parked) you can put a trailer or something there.” when i looked to where he was his exwife and my other sister in-law had put up clothes lines and were hanging clothes there. I turned away feeling left out and woke up as someone was telling me, “you must go the journeys way”

    **a little background of my family* there are 14 syblings of which there were 6 represented in the dream–3 girls and 3boys–

    Thank you for your input.

  10. Stacie permalink
    May 30, 2007 4:17 pm

    Blessings Andrea:

    The dream began with a mother and daughter standing side by side in front of me both with bright red hair (wasn’t long). Her daughter’s tongue was in the shape of a finger and they said she was going to have surgery to remove it as it appeared to be a defect. I asked the little girl how old she was and she said “7.” At the end of the dream she was like in her mother’s pouch, as a kangaroo would carry her baby, and I sensed that they could separate if they wanted. They both were friendly and didn’t say a whole lot. It was their appearance that caught my attention. Thank you and God bless.

  11. Julie Watts permalink
    May 30, 2007 8:38 pm

    Dear Andrea,

    Last week I dreamed that I was at a church function that seemed to be located inside and outside. I was sitting outside when a well known female TV preacher came to where I was. (I’m afraid to tell the real names of these people on here). She was crying and her husband was consoling her. He told her that she might not ought to go because of the stress she was under and the way she was crying. He was holding her lovingly. I felt such compassion for both of them. At that time I noticed the beautiful blue sky…so low that we could walk in it. You could see people walking away for quite a while before they disappeared into the sky. Then I saw a small black cloud that you could almost see through. I started prophesying to the man and told him that there was a small black cloud hanging near him but not to worry that it was not big and you could almost see through it.

  12. Sara Rodriguez permalink
    August 9, 2007 2:38 pm

    Hi Andrea:) how are you? good, i pray.
    Just wondering if you are still doing dream interpretations online. I know you are writing and doing editing also. God bless you—Sara

  13. August 9, 2007 6:26 pm

    well, only God can interpret, but I help where I can. The “normal” kind of questions have been more in my zone lately, but I’m up for any. I just finished a major edit of a novel manuscript, so I’ve been looking for more questions (before I move onto another and get absorbed again)

    And loooking at this thread. . . I have a bunch of these from May I forgot about, yikes!

  14. August 9, 2007 7:14 pm

    Sister Sara,

    I notice right away you’ve got four sets of three.

    Three indicates conformity or trinity (similar to seven) and four rule (as in reign) or the world. Anyone been conforming to the world?

    And Mr. Suave and Debonair? I’m betting Lover Boy is either the Lover of your soul, or a heartbreakin’ seducer. Take your pick.

    I’d like to think the next scene is heaven, but the guy’s with his ex wife, and ex-spouses are another symbol of our relationship to the world.

    Does His closing remarks make sense yet?

  15. Reeny permalink
    October 21, 2007 4:33 am

    Hi Andrea ,I wonder if you could interpret this dream I had twice recently.One was of a cobra lying in dirty shallow stream and I was right next to it afraid and looking at the curled up snake and the snake was looking at me with a smirk on its face ,two days later again I dreamt that I stepped on a silvery little snake and killed it.The little one came from a larger one,I remember saying cobra when I stepped on it.
    What does these dreams mean.

  16. October 21, 2007 3:08 pm

    In the bible, snakes are associated with the devil and curses. The other major association is when Moses turned his staff into a serpent, which ate the serpents of the Pharoah’s magicians, and when Moses, at God’s instruction, lifted up a bronze serpent on a pole and all the sick (they’d been cursed for whining against God) would be healed. Moses’ serpents were symbols of Christ, who became a curse for us and bore our sin.

    dirty and shallow could reflect an emotional state/feeling, or refer to sin or false doctrine.

    stepping on the snake is a positive symbol and reminds me of the promise to Eve that her seed (Jesus) would crush the snake’s head.

    Have you been struggling with anything lately? What’s been going on in your waking life?

    silver is associated with knowledge, and perhaps idolatry

  17. Reeny permalink
    October 22, 2007 1:44 am

    Thanks Andrea for interpreting my dream.I have been going through a very emotional time lately ,trying to put a lot of things behind me but the yearning for it is still strong. At the same time I have a lot to be grateful to God for,so when I yearn I feel I am being ungrateful.

  18. October 22, 2007 11:26 am

    Jesus is a big boy, Reeny. He can handle a lot more than we give Him credit for. So don’t be afraid to tell Him the honest truth of what you’re feeling. Try reading A Sacred Sorrow by Michael Card God is notorious for not appreciating complaining and more complaining, yes, but He does want us to bring our sorrows to Him, as well as our triumphs and praise. Sometimes, before we can say thank you, we first have to unload the heavy bags of garbage we’ve been carrying around. That’s a formula most laments follow–I’m sad/angry because ____ (usually, the blank ultimately has to do with either God’s apparent absence/silence or not perceiving his lovingkindness) but ___ (praise, thanksgiving and remembrance of the good he’s done in the past follow here) Don’t force the turn–it’ll come naturally when you’re ready.

    The key is to share the bad stuff in faith–bringing a broken thing to Daddy to fix (or just to listen to our trouble like with a girlfriend) rather in than a spirit of complaining against Him.

    Remember also, we are Spirit and Flesh, and those contradicting natures war against each other. Our flesh may always long for the sin He delivered us out of. We must die daily to the flesh and chose to walk in His Spirit, which lives in us. But take heart: the stronger the Spirit grows in us, the less we feel the old tug of the flesh. Keep fighting. Surround yourself with fellow warriors who will press on with you towards the light, distance yourself from anyone that pulls you back towards the old darkness.

  19. Deb permalink
    September 16, 2008 2:37 pm

    Hi Andrea,

    I’d really appreciate your insight into my dream.

    My father passed away four months ago in an accident on the family farm. He was 66 years old and I’m 45. Two nights ago I had my first dream that he was truly part of. I’ve had a sense he has been in the periphery of other dreams, but never saw him until this dream. As much as I’d like to believe he was reaching out to me from beyond, I can’t say with confidence that is what really was happening. However, there were symbols in the dream that I’d like to understand.

    I was dreaming I was at my mother’s house at the family farm. My father’s body was lying on a hospital bed in the kitchen. I somehow came to the realization that he hadn’t passed away when I thought he did four months ago – he had just passed away at that moment and it seemed to be from natural causes and not an accident. I felt relieved. My mother and I were washing his arms and chest. We were both calm and peaceful. I noticed that as I washed my father’s arm, he seemed to take a breath. I began to rub the center of his chest very gently. He then turned and looked at me. His eyes were swimming pools of black and the tip of his tongue was black as though it had been frostbit. I wasn’t afraid. I was overjoyed actually that he was with me. He just looked at me and told me how much he loved me and how sorry he was that he had to leave. I started to weep and I clung to him telling him how much he meant to me. I was repeating things that I often say to him in my head how about how important he was to me. I told him I wasn’t going to let him die. Then the dream faded away to other things happening at the farm.

    When I awoke I didn’t feel upset by the dream. I guess it is just part of me trying to make sense of losing him, but I want to understand why his eyes and tongue were black. There was no fear in this dream.

    Thank you so much for any insight you can share.


  20. September 16, 2008 8:27 pm

    Dreams don’t care whether someone is dead or not. My grandma showed up in one of my dreams once and she died when I was in the forth grade.

    Besides your actual father, your father in the dream could represent God, the devil, a trait in yourself that was prominent in your father, tradition, and authority, natural or spiritual. Black can have a positive meaning of lovely/comely, but it usually signifies sin, death, mystery, or the unknown. Eyes are the window to the soul; tongue generally means speech.

    Has anything else been “dying” lately, from natural causes, not by accident, that would make sense of the happenings/images in the dream? What things or traits do you associate with your father? Did he have any dreams or hobbies or such that you’re struggling to keep alive/determined not to let die?

    If none of that rings a bell, then you’re probably just coping with his death.

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