Weird Dream

For awhile I wasn't sleeping well enough to remember any dreams. Lately, I have been sleeping better and my dreams have been those strange type where people who don't know each other are interacting in the dream. Mostly, the actions could happen, but don't make any sense in reality.





Last night, I thumbed through my Tasha Tudor illustrated Psalm 23, then sighed a quick prayer. "Lord, I'm tired of dreaming about silly nonsense. Couldn't I please dream about heaven and you and cool stuff like that?"





Here's what I dreamed:





I was in my Grandmother's back yard and noticed two pretty bushes I had never seen before. I walked towards them for a closer look. Instead of flowers, the bushes were covered with tiny little butterflies with pointy wings and iridescent color.





I reached out my hand to touch them, but suddenly they all turned into some sort of blueberry. I tried to touch the berries, but they kept falling off the bush. Suddenly I realized that my legs were covered with bright red spots. I was terrified and didn't know what to do about them. I was pretty sure it was a serious condition.





At once, a person - whom I didn't know at all, but wasn't afraid of - started to brush the red spots off my left leg. Within minutes, the spots had disappeared. "Quick! Do the other leg!" I begged. The person smiled and obliged, brushing the spots off my other leg.





"There," the person said. "You are healed."





It took a minute to understand what the person said. Healed? Going to live? Yes! I did a little dance step. Then the impact of what was said hit me and I started dancing and leaping with great joy and abandon, not caring who might see my silly gyrations.





And I woke up.





Certainly something to ponder! And I'll take the healing, thank you very much.