Your Journey Home

I believe dreams can be a gift from God. I truly believe that God sometimes blesses us with answers to prayers in the form of a dream. I have had many dreams about my dad since he passed away, but two that have REALLY stood out to me.  They are so vivid..... every color, fiber and particle of the dream is enhanced one hundred fold. I'm not going to go into all the specifics of my dreams, because they are very personal and spiritual to me.  But, a piece of one of the dreams has stood out to me for some time and I've felt the need to share. Part of the dream went like this: I pulled up to a mall (could be described as something close to the Gateway mall).  I wasn't really sure why I was there, but I looked out my front window of my car and noticed my dad.  But, he didn't notice me.  He was pushing one of those big trash carts.  While he was pushing the cart, he would open each garbage can along the sidewalk and throw whatever trash was inside each garbage can in

The other day as I was driving down the freeway, minding my own business, a car came barreling up behind me.  The car got right close up to my back bumper and swerved around me at the last minute and then proceeded to lay on the horn.  As the car drove past me, I looked over to see who could be so angry and to my surprise, I saw a really darling looking girl in the drivers seat.  While she looked darling, she had the most disgusting scowl on her face and was screaming something at me from where she was sitting.  I honestly was in shock, I couldn't believe that she was really so upset at me that I was in the right hand lane, going the speed limit, and she had to go around me. I was kind of bugged there for a minute, like really bugged.  To the point I wanted to yell something back at her just to make myself feel better.  Then I got to thinking... I shouldn't take it personal.  She is probably having a bad day.  She is probably stressed.  She has probably filled her plate so