A couple of weeks ago, I had a dream I was fired from my job. I’m coming up on 5 years there at the end of this month and in all honesty I never thought I would be there this long since it is far from my dream job. With the economy being shaky for the past few years, I wasn’t all that nervous about getting laid off and of fired. I know that I was not meant to be there long term because God has a different path for me. He has been strategic lately with moving me around to a different team, so I wouldn’t be surprised if He is guarding me to keep me safe from lay offs or to just position me to get ready to be transitioned out. I guess its that peace that surpasses all understanding and knowing that God is my provider has kept me from freaking out.
Anyway, in my dream, my office manager walks up to me in my cubicle starts talking. All I happen to catch was “fired” and “go home.” She didn’t say it in a mean way, just very matter of factly, like it wasn’t a big deal. I was a little surprised, but wasn’t worried. I didn’t cry or panic, I just slowly gathered my things. I looked over at my supervisor who sits across from me and she was just busy filing papers. I looked over the top of the cubicles to 6 cubicles and 1 office on the other side of me and it was completely empty. No cubicles, chairs, desks, or people. I looked down the hallway where my cubicle sits that goes straight to the door that opens up into the lobby and I just saw some of my coworkers exiting out that door. People had purses and jackets on their arms and smiles on their faces. My friend Christina saw me looking down the hall and with the biggest smile, she waved me towards her, saying “Come on.”
I gathered my things in my arms, a little hesitant to go, and I looked back at my supervisor. She was still busy filing papers, whistling away like there was not a mass exodus of people around her. I felt a little sorry for her, as if she missed her chance to leave like the rest of us. I left her there by herself just hoping that one day she would get the chance to leave too.
I woke up in the middle of the night and thought about what would really happen if I lost my job. Strangely enough, my first thought was pack up everything, move to Thessaloniki, Greece and work at A21 Campaign rescue shelter.
I had no idea where that idea came from in the middle of the night but it was something to think about. Fast forward to the following Sunday, and I am in the Furnace with some leaders I am training talking about prayer. As we are discussing prayer, I couldn’t help but glance over at the map on the wall at the far end of the room. I kept hearing the word Thessaloniki over and over, getting louder and louder each time. I was trying not to look obviously freaked out at the unknown voice that I kept hearing but I don’t know how well that worked.
I am still on the skeptical side when it comes to dreams and visions. I am trying to learn how to discern when my random dreams and visions are from God or just a manifestation of some stray thoughts in my mind. I am always seeking confirmation and answers before say with confidence that it is God speaking so with a dream like this, I am grinding my feet in the sand until I know better. Maybe its a fluke, maybe its a sign. Who knows?