Dreams of Hell (9/2/24)

A letter of confusion to the Lord who is wise.

At night, I lay down and sleep in peace

For I know You keep me safe.

I wake, the light still on and TV off

For I stayed awake too late.

My eyes closed on their own without consent

So that I could not remember.

To lay down and sleep was not my choice

But alas I fell into slumber.

To relive the dream I had would be a curse

For You know what plagued my mind:

A man who found his destined treasure

Yet somehow still was blind.

To the luring of his long lost hunger

For silver, jewels, and gold

So that when he found himself in that place

He morphed to times of old.

When his deceitful heart owned his thoughts

Rendering him a puppet

Of shallow reason and fleshly wants

Convinced that he would love it.

This life, the one that You despise

A selfish pleasure quest.

They say this should be maximized

But it’s You knows it best.

As sin wearing a scarlet dress

To make itself seem good

When all it does is stir the flesh

Black fire fed well with wood.

So I pray today my God my King

I beg You be so kind

Please take this dream of hell away!

Erase it from my mind.

For the treasure you buried deep for me

Is here and shining bright,

Fulfilling not one but two of my dreams

A love that is Your light.

I don’t know why this dream of hell

Came to me in the night,

But lo I’ll rest inside Your peace

For You make all things right.

Amen.