A Serpent in My Dreams

I am not 100% sure why I am sharing this experience, but I do feel like it could be beneficial to others than just myself…so here we go.

Snakes and serpents have been generally seen as a symbol for good or evil in most histories and cultures. The one that comes to mind is the serpent in Eden. God had Moses’ staff turn into a serpent as proof that He was the God of Israel. There are the fiery serpents who bite the Children of Israel. The Brazen Serpent (a symbol of Christ) saved all those who would look on it. We have Slytherin and all that. But this dream of mine will refer to the more sinister role of a snake.

I was in a house that I understood to be my own. While walking around, I came upon a snake, or serpent, cobra like in form. He was an intruder in my home and I felt like I had the right to kill him. I tried to stomp on it…nothing. I was able to take fractions off from its body and yet it still thrived. I was finally able to get it into a paper bag, hoping that I’d be able to destroy and discard it before anyone could notice it. But I still felt it moving around in the bag. I was desperate to get rid of this creature that had come into my home uninvited and was plaguing my existence with its presence. Finally I found a bottle of some liquid, an acid of sorts from the sounds of it, for as I poured it in the bag, there was a sizzling, crackling, and popping noise. After I opened the bag back up I saw that the snake was dead. Its head was now at the top of the bag, exhausted, spent and destroyed. But the curious thing was that the snake’s body was now weaved through the contents of the bag that had previously been empty—and was now full with popper popcorn. And it tasted good.

An idea that occurred to me was that this serpent, in my dream, could be representative of my addictions and weaknesses. I didn’t invite them to be in my life, but I feel like it’s my responsibility to get rid of them, especially before anyone knows that I have them or see their presence in my life. But try as I might, I can’t get rid of it on my own. I may be able to be able to suppress it or cut it down for a bit, but it can still be alive and thrive. Only with something stronger, the Atonement of Jesus Christ, could I be able to defeat my foe. The evidence of my addiction may still be present, and they probably should be to remind me of where I had been and what I had dealt with. But just as there was sweet popcorn surrounding the body of the serpent, the Atonement of Christ can make our lives sweet again after something so damaging had been in our lives. 

I’m still working on my own serpents, but I know it is possible with Christ!

God Bless! Until Next Time!