I woke up from a dream that carried such a powerful message, one that I know was from God. It wasn’t just a dream — it was a revelation. In this dream, I was walking with an individual on a straight road. The path was clear, clean, and peaceful. There were no blockages, no hindrances, no distractions. It was smooth, and we made it to our destination without a single struggle. Everything flowed perfectly, and we arrived exactly where we needed to be.
But as the dream continued, it was time for us to return to where we came from. Instead of taking the same clear road, we decided to take another route. And that’s when everything changed. The moment we stepped onto that second road, I saw something I’d never seen before in all my life. The road was covered with muck — filth, mud, and dog poop everywhere. There was hardly a clean spot to step on. It was as if we were walking through a minefield where every step had to be carefully placed.
I turned to the person I was walking with and said, “We can’t go through here. It’s too messy. There’s too much filth on this road.” But the person looked at me and said with confidence, “No, we’re going to walk. We’re not turning back.”
So we kept walking. Step by step, tiptoeing, trying to find clear spots. It was uncomfortable. It was unpleasant. And it was hard. But still, we kept walking. Eventually, we came out of that first phase — the muck and the filth — and stepped into what looked like another section of the road.
But this time, it was worse. Ahead of us were huge dogs, too many to count. Their faces were angry, fierce, and intimidating. Fear rose up inside me. I said to the person walking with me, “No, we can’t walk through here. These dogs are too big, too many, and too angry.” Yet again, that individual said, “No, we’re not turning back. We’re going to walk through it.”
At that moment, I realized that their determination was keeping me steady. Their faith was giving me courage. Because they refused to fear, I refused to break. Sometimes, God places people in your life not to carry you, but to push you — to help you keep moving when everything in you wants to stop.
As we continued to walk, a wooden ladder suddenly appeared before us. The person said, “We have to climb.” I hesitated. I told them, “I’m afraid of heights.” But they said, “It’s better to climb and get over than to turn back.”
That hit my spirit even in the dream. Sometimes the only way out is up. You can’t go around it, and you can’t go back — you have to climb over it. You have to face your fear, even when your legs are trembling. So we started to climb. As we climbed, I looked down and realized the dogs were climbing too. I said, “Do you see the dogs coming up behind us?” The person said, “Don’t worry. Keep climbing.”
When we reached the top, it looked like there was no way out. There was no visible exit. I said, “There’s nowhere to go.” But the individual looked around and said, “If there was a way in, there has to be a way out.” That’s when a gate appeared before us. And as we jumped, the gate opened — God Himself made a way of escape.
On the other side of that gate stood a huge, beautiful home. Peace surrounded us. Everything we had gone through — the filth, the fear, the climb — it was all worth it. When I woke up, the Lord spoke clearly to my spirit:
“After the storm, after the hurdles, after the fight, after the attacks, after the trials — there is a miracle waiting on you.”
That word has been sitting in my spirit ever since. You have to go through it to get to it.
So many of us want the destination, but we don’t want the process. We pray for blessings, but we don’t want the journey that builds the strength to hold those blessings. The truth is, there’s no glory without a story. There’s no testimony without a test. There’s no crown without a cross.
When God showed me that dream, I realized that the first road represented how we want life to be — easy, smooth, and without challenges. But the second road represented the real process. The uncomfortable, messy, painful path that shapes us. The path where faith is tested, and character is developed. The path that doesn’t look good but produces something powerful in the end.
That muck, that filth, and those dogs were symbolic. The muck represented the trials — the situations that make you feel dirty, low, and stuck. The dogs represented the attacks, the enemies, and the distractions that come to scare you, bark at you, and make you want to give up. But even in that, God showed me that if you just keep walking, if you just keep climbing, He will make a way of escape.
Sometimes the messiest path is the one that leads to the greatest miracle. You can’t always see what God is doing, but He’s making a way where there seems to be no way. The road might look rough now, but it’s preparing you for the house — the promise — that’s waiting at the end.
Don’t despise your process. Don’t curse your climb. Don’t let fear stop you from moving forward. The same God who allowed the road to get messy is the same God who prepared the mansion at the end. Every tear, every fight, every painful step — it’s not in vain.
You may be walking through something right now that looks messy and feels impossible. You might be saying, “God, this road is too hard, too ugly, too confusing.” But hear me — keep walking. You’re closer to your miracle than you think. The same God who led you into it will lead you through it.
So when you’re tempted to turn back, remember this: the individual in my dream said, “We’re not turning back.” That’s what faith says. Faith says, “Even when it’s hard, I’m going through.” Because the promise is not behind you — it’s ahead of you.
At the end of that road is your miracle. At the top of that ladder is your breakthrough. At the other side of that gate is your new season.
You have to go through it to get to it.
Keep walking. Keep climbing. And keep believing — because what’s waiting on the other side will be worth every step.
