Of Bibles and Dreams

For the third time in a row, I dreamed about a Bible verse. Now, just to let you know, I don’t really read the Bible. I can’t quote any verses to save my life, except for John 3:16, and I don’t know the exact words to that unless I look it up.

Just so you know, I am a cradle Catholic, and generally not a churchgoer, but I do pray and believe most things Catholic, but the Bible isn’t quite my thing. I have nothing against it, and I respect it, too, don’t get me wrong. It just simply isn’t my thing.

The verse is Ezekiel 3:5,9.

5 You are not being sent to a people of obscure speech and difficult language, but to the house of Israel– 9 I will make your forehead like the hardest stone, harder than flint. Do not be afraid of them or terrified by them, though they are a rebellious house.”

Was it a (higher power) God trying to tell me something? What are the odds of dreaming up a Bible verse unknown to me that I can interpret as reassuring and empowering at a time of confusion and need?