I'm starting to think that my dreams have some sort of significance - not to change the world or change my life, but to bring to my attention the simple little things of my life.
For instance: I keep dreaming about him. I thought this was solely by missing him - or thinking about him for too much at one time. But no, I was wrong. I dream about him this weekend and I don't know why.
I also notice a pattern now as to what my dreams are - they are filled with us just talking to us. Not necessarily around anyone else just walking around talking, and enjoying each other's company. Almost seems realistic but I know it's not.
When the realization of his appearance in my dreams comes through, i'm no longer freaking out. I'm not looking for answers, nor am i even trying to make sense of them. i'm honestly bored and annoyed by it.
I'm just trying to deal with it by praying and letting the Lord get to it.
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