Last night I had a series of strange dreams. The first consisted of seeing Naomi. She was complaining because she screwed up her life, and she hated cleaning houses because she only makes $5.00 an hour. She kept saying how sorry she was for everything she did to turn everything upside down. She kept hugging me and saying she missed me and that she loved me.
I woke up crying and in a cold sweat. Not fun.
After I settled down enough to fall back asleep. I dreamed about being on a roller coaster. It was unpredictable. Even though it would appear that we were going up, we would really be going down. And even though it would appear that we were going down, we would be going up. At one point we went through a loop and I fell out but the the car made it to the bottom in time to save me from falling to my death.
At another point, we were climbing and climbing, then all of the sudden we dove for the ground. There was a Worship Song playing. I can't remember the name...or even if it's an actual song, or just a sound of my dreams. It was talking about hanging on to God. I had my hands in the air, partly praising God, and partly enjoying the ride. When the coaster hit its steepest point, I couldn't keep my hands up anymore. I just held on and screamed. I couldn't hardly breath.
Again, I woke up in a cold sweat. It sounded like I was screaming, but Jon was still asleep so maybe not.
My analogy for the first dream: I miss Naomi. End of story. And my dream didn't do her pretty face justice.
My analogy for the second dream: Life throws you curves. Life hands you the unexpected. Sometimes we think we know what we're getting, and then something else lands in our laps. Also, sometimes we are too worn down, exhausted, and overwhelmed to praise God. Sometime we just have to cling to Him and hold on for all we're worth. Sometimes we just have to let Him sooth us. It is important to know He is close. And He will never leave us.
Perhaps this is why I don't sleep much. I'm afraid of what I'll dream. I just actually remembered the dream this time.
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