Dreams

I was at a meeting last night and was asked if I ask forgiveness for what I dream.  Never thought about that.  Dreams are not  conscious thoughts, but they are in our mind.  I have had dreams that I wondered how my mind could think of such evil things.  This what he was talking about..ask forgiveness for these types of dreams. 

I wrote another blog today, but wanted to write this one on dreams.  At the end of my previous blog, I referenced a boat.  My September 3rd blog is my "LET GO OF THE BOAT" story.  It is not finalized yet.  I plan on perfecting it and making it more of a poem.  Anyway.....


"Let Go of the Boat" came from a dream I had.  Some dreams are good like this one was.  Some are bad..like the following...

I was working in a school room cleaning it up.  There was a boy and girl there, kind of strange, they were just wandering around the room.  I left to go home to eat supper.  Everything at home was happy.  I didnt want to leave, but I had to to finish cleaning the classroom for the teacher of this room.  I got there and layed my purse down and began cleaning.  A little  boy was sort of helping me.  A little girl with dark eyes was just wandering around the room.  Three very rough looking teen boys came into the room and were asking me questions.  The little boy had to leave, so I walked him out and watched him walk away into the night.  I went back and finished cleaning.  The little girl (who had on a red dress) was just standing there.  The teens were gone.  I knoticed my purse was gone.  I asked the girl, she just stared.  Along with her dark eyes, she had a very angry looking face.  I couldnt leave until I found my purse.  It had my life in it. (phone, money, credit cards, etc)  I went to the office to call my husband..but the phones didnt work.  The principal came in, he was dressed very feminime..very flashy.  He behaved the same..flashy and very strange.  He was no help.  The teacher  came in and I talked to her, but she ignored me.  Adults came in without children.  I thought these were parents of her students.  They looked like they were in a trance.  They sat at the small desks.  THESE WERE HER STUDENTS!   The teens came in and told me they took my purse and I had to find it.  Then they were gone.  I went into the next classroom and it was a dorm type room with beds and dressers and a bathroom.  Very deranged students lived in this room.  They all left, so I started searching for my purse.  The bathroom was filthy.  I pulled out drawers to the dressers and nightstands...all the drawers were upside down and empty!!  There was a separate little room at the back of the big room.  I started into the room, when a child said, "That's Otis's room.  He will kill you"  Otis wasn't in it, so I went in and found my purse on his dirty bed.  I ran out of that school and down the sidewalk.  AWAKE!!   This disturbed me.  Why would I dream that?? 
A dream about evil people.  disturbed evil people.  Scary. 

Overwhelming : (

Well..I have so much I want to write about.  It is the time of year of joy and holidays.  Peace and Love.  Family.  Hmmm SUPPOSED TO BE THAT WAY!  

Today I look around and see sad things.  I am trying to find the positive.  I am looking forward a new Grandson.  This is very joyous!  Praises that my husband has a job..but work is very slow now thanks to Sandy.  Yes still slow. 

I sometimes just write to "vent".  Writing is theraputic.  I also pray and God gives me Peace. 

I dont talk much.  Out of fear people will run away from me or will argue with me.  I dont like conflict at all.  THIS is a weakness of mine.  I also dont say anything sometimes because what will come out of my mouth will be anger.  I dont have the ability to speak "in love" 
My favorite saying of all is "If you can't say something nice , dont say nothing at all"  (THUMPER)

 

 I thought the politcal stuff would stop after the election. The negativity is making me sick!! Where is the love? But I cant say anything negative to anyone or speak my mind because I get attacked like a lion pouncing to tear my mouth up.  

The elections are over and I thought all the hate would stop.  But it continues.  Christians are being hateful about Obama.  Pray for the man!  He is the head of our country.  But God is the head of the world.  God is control!  Stop complaining!  Look to our God and Saviour.  HE loves us very much.  Show him you love HIM too.  Sing Praises!  

 

A woman is so unhappy in her marriage so she feels it is  ok to have an affair.  What about her children?  She is neglecting them.  If she hates her husband that much, why does she leave her children in his care 98% of the time?  He is doing an awesome job of being a father to his children.  This man is not well, but does the best he can.  He loves his wife so very much and tries so hard to please her.  He is a truly a gentle soul.  Yes he has had his times of rage and has hurt her physically and emotionally.  I UNDERSTAND!  MORE THAN SHE KNOWS..I UNDERSTAND!  I too have made the wrong choises to deal with my hurt.  Circumstances are different..simular yet different.  God used mine to bring me closer to him.  He forgave me and he was patient.  Maybe I should be patient with this woman.  It breaks my heart though that she is "so happy" now and justifies her behavior....but she is blind to the fact that she is neglecting her husband and children.  She is focused on herself.  Please God get her focus back on YOU.   Bring her back to you Lord. 

I get so upset by evil people living evil lives and thinking everyone owes them something.  They depend on others to GIVE them what they NEED.  They spend their money on what they WANT.     When deeds of kindness are done for them, they are ungrateful.  So why would anyone want to continue doing nice things for them?  Is this the wrong attitude? 
How can people live a happy life getting drunk, getting high, having sex with man after man?   I dont get it!!   Then they complain when life is hard.  I want to scream.....YOU DONT HAVE JESUS IN YOUR LIFE!!!"   

I try to be a loving example of Christ's love.  I know the bible says to not grow weary doing good.   But my heart is broken for people not living for Christ. 

I cry over all the people mentioned in this blog.  I pray for all of them.  

I need to put them in the boat...and let go of the boat. 

LET GO OF THE BOAT, LAURIE!!