I’m feeling sick. I could get ulcers from all this!

Well, probably not- about once or twice a year I work myself up into a big stress ball. Usually it happens in September, this must be my alternative time this year.

I had a dream last night. It was somewhat comforting. In the dream I talked to my stressor and while there was no forgiveness, there was at least civility.

I believe in dreams- they show what we want, what we expect, what we’ve been thinking about before we go to sleep, and sometimes, what God wants us to know.

I know if most people heard, “God told me xyz in a dream” they would think, “Okay loony-tune.” But I believe it, it can be.