Here it is the weekend and we have no plans. Mike has gone fishing and I'm setting here after breakfast wondering what I should do next. Probably take Miya for a walk, but that's not high on my priority list right now. Need to shower, wash my hair and do some housework. None of that sounds like much fun.
I'm wondering why I had the dream that I had last night. Another one of those separation dreams. The kinds where our family is separated and I'm being held by some kind of terrorist group. An end-of-the-world type thing. Persecution. Despair. What is going on in my head? Whatever it is, I know that God gives peace in the midst of turmoil. Troubled times? They may come, but God is always on His throne and has a plan. Though it may not be readily visible, He makes all things beautiful in His time.
I believe I will start a separate, private blog which will be a dream journal. It would be interesting to see if there is some kind of pattern.
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