My Dreams, As Opposed to Reality
Dreams might be one of the most confusing concepts to me. Some people say dreams are subconsciously what you really are feeling, some that they are merely your hearts desires, and others that they mean nothing. My dreams happen to affect me more than I would like, and when I wake up in the morning it takes me a good amount of time to convince myself “it’s just a dream”. It seems as though I either dream of what is impossible and completely out of reach, or I don’t dream at all. This morning was one of those times for me… I have been laying here thinking of the reasons why my dream last night would ever be close to matching up with reality. I still haven’t quite convinced myself. This particular dream brought back people And experiences that I’m trying so hard to forget. I feel sick to my stomach, because this war with my dreams is becoming too much for me. But as I have been laying here I have decided to try and fix this. I have realized I don’t pray or read the bible before I go to sleep anymore. God can help me through this because after all, He gave me life and breath. I am thankful for the ability to dream, but I just wish my dreams would not bring back the past and bring me down with them. In this next part of transforming my past self, I want to try and fill myself up with Gods Word. Putting encouragement and truth into my mind and spirit can only do good things for me and more importantly, my relationship with Him.
Well, that’s all for now. Excuse my rambling. -B. Fuller
