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.
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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.