THE MAIN CHARACTER
The words were the most profound I’d ever read. They were brilliant, genius… Perfect.
I instinctively raised my right arm above my head. Although I couldn’t see it, I wrapped my hand around it. It pulled me off the floor. Even though my hand and arm were supporting me it was effortless.
The Grand Room had soaring 20′ tall ceilings. I slowly, magically, raised in the air of the room, floating effortlessly in it. In shock, awe, and joy I motioned for my wife to see the miracle. She caught a glimpse, but wasn’t overly surprised? After about 30 seconds, I willed myself back to the floor of the plush room.
I ran into the kitchen that wasn’t completely visible from the Grand Room due to the lower ceiling structure to share the miracle with my wife who was cooking and talking to some of my family.
“Was that amazing?! Can you believe that really just happened?” I asked in an overwhelming yell.
“What?” my wife asked.
“You didn’t see me in there?”
“In where?” she asked again.
“I thought you saw me?” I was disappointed.
“I heard you in there, but I didn’t see anything. What happened”? My wife asked in confusion.
“I was flying! I swear – it’s a miracle – I was flying around the Grand Room!” She looked at me like I was nuts.
Without hesitation I turned and headed back to the room that looked more like a hotel lobby at a grand resort than it did a living room. I stepped briskly into the room. I didn’t reach my right arm to grab on again. I knew I didn’t have to.
I didn’t speak any magic words. In fact, I didn’t think or feel anything except the power available from my first lift around the Grand Room. By the time I reached the middle of the room I was about three feet off the floor.
I began rising magically higher as I turned around to show my wife and brother the miracle of defying gravity. They looked like they’d seen a ghost… I went all the way up to the ceiling, barely missing the grand chandelier by willing myself around it.
I pushed off the wall on the opposite side of the room up by the ceiling as I willed myself back to the ground in front of them.
“You believe this?” I asked. They stood speechless. “It was the words in that book,” I exclaimed and continued, “I’ve never read or felt anything so powerful. I have to write those words down!” I said, or thought, to myself as the powerful words woke me from my deep sleep.
“The Main Character,” I mumbled to myself in my mind. I was still half asleep and the words hit me with such force I wanted to remind myself to write them down come morning.
While the dream was vivid the words didn’t have the supernatural effect of the night before as I set pondering them over coffee. The Main Character? Was it a book? Who was the main character? As I pondered that thought many things shot through my mind.
Everyone likes to be the main character, most of us want the lead role in the play of life. In my flesh, I was just too dull to grasp it. I finally closed my eyes and asked God, “Father, who or what is The Main Character?” Before the mental words could be finished, He laid it on me.
“I AM the Main Character”…..
“Of course”…. I said, “It was your arm I was hanging onto – I should have known.”
We all have stories, but there is only one “Main Character” in the story of this world.
It is His hand that we all rest in. It is His arm I long to hold onto…
Only the Main Character can deliver us to where we need to be…
And the landing is perfect…
bill (cycleguy)
Sunday, February 25, 2018 @ 12:22 pm
he can be my main character anytime, anyplace. Thanks for the imagination Floyd.
Martha Orlando
Monday, February 26, 2018 @ 8:13 am
This is brilliantly written, Floyd! Yes, God is THE Main Character, and will remain so all the days of our lives and into eternity.
Blessings, my friend!
Lisa notes
Monday, February 26, 2018 @ 10:55 am
I AM..my favorite name for God. He is the main everything. Great truth here, Floyd.
saleslady371
Monday, February 26, 2018 @ 5:20 pm
Now I feel like I’m flying! I agree with you, it’s all about Him, the Perfect Main Character. He has no limitations. Makes me think of that verse in Scripture about living above it all in heavenly places…Ephesians, maybe????
Hazel Moon
Monday, February 26, 2018 @ 7:44 pm
With our hand in HIS hand we can fly and do exploits. The Main Character is not me, as it is all about God, His Son Christ Jesus, and the “lifting power” of the Holy Spirit. I love this post, and don’t remember it. I am so glad you posted it again for us who weren’t there at the time.
June
Tuesday, February 27, 2018 @ 8:26 am
I love flying dreams! Aren’t they the best? But even BETTER is to be flying while holding the hand of the Father. Great piece, Floyd.
Cheryl
Tuesday, February 27, 2018 @ 11:37 pm
Oh, wow, this is just an amazing dream! And, your way of putting it into words is just genius. I am sure this is one dream that it was hard to wake up from. 🙂 What a feeling to be able to fly…or at least, in your dream. God bless you, brother.
Dikkon
Friday, March 2, 2018 @ 7:33 am
This is nicely done, Floyd! Thanks for bringing it back to your readers. May you be blessed.
Jason Stasyszen
Wednesday, March 7, 2018 @ 8:59 am
Love it, Floyd. 🙂 Great reminder that He is the center, the summation of it all.
Hazel Moon
Thursday, March 8, 2018 @ 10:20 am
Praying for you Floyd. You are considering that time is catching up but God is always the one holding your hand, when we walk, crawl, or fly.
Betty Draper
Thursday, March 8, 2018 @ 12:50 pm
It’s good to be brought back to the main theme of life. I am always amazed at God’s mercy on us and His patience. He will let us run and do things in the flesh until we run out of steam and there He is, waiting for us to come back to Him. You and Jason are on the same page, both of your post are great reminders to get back to the Great I Am.