Two Dreams
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I had a hard time deciding where I would share this. It has kept my head pondering for the last several days. If you know me--or have followed me on this blog-or our mission blog--you know that I journal. I rarely miss a day. It's a prayer journal. I write prayers, I dialogue with Jesus--and sometimes--I write out when I feel like God has given me a dream--or a message in a dream. On the few times that I have had a dream that felt significant--like a message--I wrote it out in clear details. I've had two very significant dreams in the past 7 days. I want to go ahead and share both of them. It happened two days apart. They both happened in the early morning- I woke suddenly from the first one at 3:24 AM. I got up--this needed pen to paper immediately before I forgot. Background for those who don't know me: I work at a funeral home owned by some dear friends. And while I was surprised that God planted me here fresh off the mission field--still dealing with depress