I had the craziest dream last night. I can’t tell you all the details. Maybe if I kept a dream journal I would have more luck retelling my nighttime adventures. I have a few friends that keep those kind of detailed notes. My dreams never seem to convey anything other than fantasy, though. I’ve certainly prayed for dreams that give direction from the Lord, but I don’t think they’ve yet to come my way.
I like telling my husband my dreams, but his eyes tend to glaze over. “…And then I was on a bus with Brian Williams from NBC news when we stopped to go surfing, but there wasn’t any water.”
“That’s great, Babe. Thanks for telling me.”
Dreams while we sleep are entertaining, but the kind of dreams I want to pursue require wide and opened eyes.
“Our truest life is when we are in dreams awake.” -Henry David Thoreau
“Wake up, sleeper,
rise from the dead,
and Christ will shine on you.”
More to come …