Monday, September 27, 2010

What's in a dream?

I am an avid dreamer.  I often have several dreams a night every night.  Most of the time they don't make any sense at all.  They are all sorts of weird like snakes covering my front yard.  I have a big front yard!  Dale can attest to how weird they are.  He asked me to stop sharing them because he was really starting to get concerned that my mind could think that crazy!  I use to have a dream about a witch that would chase me around this fire department.  The place wasn't familiar to me at all, but it is the only reoccurring dream I can remember having.  One thing I find really strange about all of this is that I never dream about my babies when I am pregnant with them.  I know a lot of people do and Dale has, but I haven't and I don't really understand why.

I recently had a dream about my boys and one of my nephews.  I don't know which one it was, but for some reason I think it was my brother's son.  They were on the pond in their special fishing boat.  I assumed they were much older based on the fact that they had their own fishing accessories.  They were also on some pond I didn't recognize.  If it was a dream about my family it should have been on our pond or my parent's but it wasn't.  The dream was short, but spoke a ton.  They had been gone awhile so we went to get them. Their boat was there in the water, but the boys were nowhere to be found.  I think my mind went to the worst and fortunately ended the dream. 

Another dream I recently had in all of these changing things in my life was a tornado dream.  I was in some grassy patch with a lot of other people I didn't know.  Seemed like it was my old college campus, but we were outside and the storm hit.  We tried to hang onto routes in a ditch, but the tornado picked me up and I smiled as I left the ground.  I remember thinking in my dream that I didn't know where this was taking me, but I'm for sure to land somewhere.  All the while the smile was still planted on my face.  It was the most chaotically (is that a word) peaceful feeling I have had.  I can only think that it was a message to state things are beyond crazy right now.  I don't know what the future holds or how we are going to get there, but we will be ok because there is something higher in control and I will hold on and trust the fact that He is carrying us down His path.  No matter how twisted and out of control it feels, we have to trust it will all be ok. 

That leads me to a dream I had last night.  Again, parts of it don't make sense what-so-ever!  We were in my grandma's house.  A house I hadn't been to in years besides the short drive-by Dale and I did this summer.  The time frame seemed to be a week or two post surgery.  I was sitting on the floor where my grandpa's recliner used to be and Bill was STANDING at the other side of the living room.  He walked past me to get to the kitchen.  I thought nothing of it until he came back and stood in the same place he had been before.  I checked myself and then asked him aloud, "Did you just walk by me to the kitchen?"  "Yep!" he answered.  He walked better than he did before the accident.  At that point almost like an out of body experience (only I have never had one) I had an overwhelming feeling of things were ok and that things are going to work out. 

So how do I we go on?  How do I we keep up our normal lives and throw 3 hour trips one way on the weekends and some still during the week into our lives?  How do we still make sure our boy's lives aren't on hold while we just get through the tough parts?  How do we make sure our friends and other family isn't neglected or that our marriage stays on track? Because it is what we feel lead to do.  It is what feels like needs to be done and how are we not exhausted and falling over yelling have mercy?  Because that is what families do and because someone has a hand underneath us guiding us along our way.  The devil is creeping in here and there and we have to recognize that fact that his work is trying to create hurt and separation between some, but it isn't going to happen if we recognize it and trust that God is fighting even harder than we are at fulfilling His plan. 

You all know your prayers mean the world to all of us and that they are working.  The proof is above.  Please keep them coming.   


  1. I was laughing right away because my husband has said that very thing to me. I have some crazy nutso dreams as well. I'm not sure what it means, but I'd like to think it means I have a great imagination. It probably just means I'm a nut case who stresses too much. I think your dream about Bill is really sweet and I'm glad that you are keeping the faith. I know it's not easy. And I wish I had better advice to offer, but hang in there. And I think your dreams are pretty normal. But not sure I should be the judge. :)

  2. Looking back at my childhood, it was the difficult times we endured as a family that helped mold and shape who I am today. I pray the same to be true for your boys - to become men of God. Blessings!

  3. I love my dreams. Mostly. They're crazy and whack and I should write a book about them. So glad Bill is doing better.



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