Dreams

I never give much thought to dreams. Mostly because I rarely remember them, and am not sure I dream all that much anyway. Even though the bible does share several instances of God speaking to people through their dreams, it's just not something I usually consider.

The night before last I had a dream though, and my son was in it, and I remember at one point thinking I should go talk to him (in the dream). When I woke up yesterday I wondered if that was some kind of sign. Was something going on in his life? Should I reach out to him?

Well, I didn't. I'm not very good at that anymore. Mostly I think no one needs me for anything, and I don't have much to offer even if they did. So I kept it to myself.

It was interesting, then, when Jane got home last night and told me the boy had his orientation yesterday at the seminary where he will begin teaching this fall! I'm still not sure I would have had anything helpful to say, but he may have appreciated just knowing I was thinking of him. Another missed opportunity.

I pray God will continue to be patient with me as I struggle to follow...

I should be more mindful of my dreams.