Holy healing, Batman

God still speaks through dreams.  I don’t mean those thoughts we mull throughout the day to help get us through.  I mean, when you are asleep and you have actual, full-on dreams.

Thursday night, I had a dream, a dream so vivid that I woke up and thought I smelled the dream in my room.  I had a dream that I was at a function with my old church, ROL.  My pastor’s wife came up to me at one point in the dream and hugged me.  One of those long, engulfing hugs that says, “I really care about you.”  She said to me while she was hugging me, “I have really missed you.  Really missed you.”  I started to cry…in my dream and even as I write this.  I have been thinking of them a lot lately. 

Last night, I ran into a ghost…a friend that I have not seen in a long, long time.  He’s one of those guys that I run into at the most peculiar times in my life, usually somewhere near a Starbucks.  We talked for a while about the goings on in the life of the church, of the people in the church.  Previously talking about ROL upset me.  Last night, it was like talking about home.  I love those people.  They were a huge part of my life for over seven years.  I know that it was time to go…but that doesn’t mean that I don’t love them. 

Needless to say, I didn’t sleep too much last night.  Too many things going on in my head.  Stories that need to be recorded.  I am considering going for a visit.  I know that it is not a place that I can go again.  God made that clear to me this morning.  However, I can certainly go to the River to be refreshed.

I’m not ready to jump just yet.  But I will soon.

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