Comforting dream

Published on 25 February 2026 at 14:53

I was on the verge of making a difficult decision and felt anxious about the outcome. Before falling asleep, I entrusted it to God. That night I had a dream, I looked up to the sky through the trees and saw a flock of birds gliding effortlessly across the radiant expanse. These weren’t ordinary birds—their feathers were a luminous shade of pink, as if painted. The birds moved with a rhythm that felt almost musical.
Then, one by one, feathers began to fall from the flock. They floated gently, spinning in the air as if carried by an invisible current. Each feather landed softly in a way that filled me with peace and wonder.

And then I woke up, still wrapped in the beauty of that moment and a profound sense of assurance that He will protect me. I have no reason to be afraid.

“He will cover you with his feathers, and under his wings you will find refuge;
his faithfulness will be your shield and rampart.
You will not fear the terror of night,
nor the arrow that flies by day,
nor the pestilence that stalks in the darkness,
nor the plague that destroys at midday. “ Psalm 91:4-6