finishing the work in Marion Indiana and dreaming...

Finshing up a Sunnycrest Baptist and I've really enjoyed getting a chance to minister up north. I also got a little snow to finish out the winter weather for this year... Beautiful...

Battling a minor recurrance of cellusitis. My ear started turning red right before I left for indiana so I went to the doctor for another round of antibiotics.

Friday night I had a got into Marion at about 11PM. Finally got to sleep around 3 AM. Ijust couldn't settle down. I guess God wanted me to spend a little more time focusing on him. Last night I got a good night's sleep but I had kind of a disturbing dream. Isaac came to me, in my dream. He said as he wept, "I need something from you." I tried to figure out what it was. It was if he thought I knew exactly what it was. He was emotional and he just looked me in the eyes and keep saying, "I need something from you!" I kept asking what he needed but it was if he couldn't express what it was. I woke up around 3 AM and prayed for him... What was that all about? It was one of those weird simbolic, god-given dreams. But I feel like Pharoah, wishing for Joseph- wanting some interpretation of this dream. I went back to sleep and I had the same dream again. Isaac trying to ask me for something and my inability to give it to him.

Comments

[john]

argh, the parent dream. in so many weird dreams we end up heros. even to the point of ultra-violence clockwork orange style. but here in this dream land our children slip from our fingers to their death or great harm.

not discounting that it could be a telegram from the spirit to be ready for the divine appointment coming soon to a father son theatre near you, but it sounds like an old fashioned self judgment scene. could you have done something different? did you do something wrong with your first?

rewrite the scene and go back to sleep to play it out. your mistakes and homeruns were all done under the grace of love. and it may take both of you some time to admit it. but one day that young man will be somewhere and hear someone else,s real horror story about growing up and schabamzaohm the switch will fall into place. ahh, my dad loved me to the point of having nightmares...

Abba is still in control.

Grace and Mercy be with you, Bro.

[matt]

Thanks John,

By the way, sorry i wasn't able to pay you a visit when i was in Louisiana. I was a bit confined with a family project and a worship service. Hopefully next time.

[john]

Worked out for the better. I ended up in hospital with my youngest for most of the week. Could not have held a conversation even if you would have been able to teleport into the room....

I am still trying to recover from the lack of sleep, stress, distress...