What was the TRASH BAG doing in my SHOWER dream? Frequently shower and bathroom dreams reveal a need for spiritual cleansing of some type of problem. If you remember, I was attacked by a dog. I couldn’t get past the fear of that dog in my parents’ house along with some resurfacing childhood hurts. In my dream I told God, “I can’t visit my dad! I just can’t!” Unable to take the next steps needed, I remained stuck in that situation… until my heavenly Father sent me a dream with divine instructions.
The biggest clue was the symbol of the plastic shopping bag used to carry food home from the store. While I get these bags from the grocery store all the time, this bag was not a carry-all bag, but a trash bag. That’s how personal dreams can be for only God and me knew that I use this type of bag for trash bags in my kitchen!
One day as I was lamenting to God, “I feel like everyone dumps on me, and I’m left holding the bag,” I suddenly realized that I was seeing a trash bag. The reason I couldn’t move forward became apparent. Trash is something you discard or reject, and I was unable to flush that deep seated spirit of rejection. It also explains the orange juice carton that had no more juice in it. I had nothing left to fight this spirit of rejection in my own strength. WOW!
God revealed my problem in my dream, but He also was good to reveal the answer. The way to get clean running water flowing was to “flush 3-times”. Flushing means to wash with water ridding yourself of the unwanted material. The number three is symbolic of Godly obedience. Hence, God was saying, “Barb, you must do this MY WAY. You cannot do this on your own.” So what was God’s way?
I needed to GO WITH GOD IN FAITH. Go to NY exactly as He asked me to do. Go with God to release those hurts to Him. Go to Him so He could change me, not the others I wanted to change. Go with God so He could free from the bondage of holding onto hurts, anger and offenses. Go with God so He could heal me.
So with prayer and my husband along side of me, I went to NY. It was a short and sweet visit and once again I found that GOD WAS RIGHT. Even though I didn’t believe this clog could ever be fixed, I obeyed anyway because He said GO. Looking back, I don’t know why I waited. As soon as I took that step of obedience, the water came on like a flood –
…and I WAS MADE CLEAN!