I closed my eyes and there I was...dreaming.
Roaming the streets of Uganda with kids all around me. It was raining, I heard laughter and I felt the little kids' hands in mine. All of a sudden, out of no where a little boy ran up to me and handed me a little baby wrapped in a tiny kitchen towel, wet and crying. I looked up and the boy was no where to be seen and all of a sudden I was alone with that baby in my arms, praying over it with all my might...
I opened my eyes and saw my ceiling, I was covered in my big blanket with my heart racing. I had a strange emotion come over me. I was sad but hopeful. I was sad because I woke up here, and hopeful because I know my God has bigger plans for me than I have for myself.

I immediately began praying for all of the beautiful people I met in Uganda, all the friendships that were built on nothing but Jesus. All the faces of the sweet children ran across my mind in flashbacks, I just gave them over to Jesus. I prayed for my dear friends whom I miss terribly.
As I laid here...thinking that it was a bad idea that I fell asleep at 8pm, but then I thanked God I did. Even though now at 11pm I am wide awake, even though I won't get much sleep tonight, I know I saw something beautiful in my dream...a baby in my arms. I was exactly where I wanted to be....at the feet of Jesus praying over a child.
I then decided to look at my pictures from my trip to Uganda, and that just brought all sorts of emotions. Emotions of praise, adoration and thanksgiving.
I had a dream...and it was beautiful.
Roaming the streets of Uganda with kids all around me. It was raining, I heard laughter and I felt the little kids' hands in mine. All of a sudden, out of no where a little boy ran up to me and handed me a little baby wrapped in a tiny kitchen towel, wet and crying. I looked up and the boy was no where to be seen and all of a sudden I was alone with that baby in my arms, praying over it with all my might...
I opened my eyes and saw my ceiling, I was covered in my big blanket with my heart racing. I had a strange emotion come over me. I was sad but hopeful. I was sad because I woke up here, and hopeful because I know my God has bigger plans for me than I have for myself.
I immediately began praying for all of the beautiful people I met in Uganda, all the friendships that were built on nothing but Jesus. All the faces of the sweet children ran across my mind in flashbacks, I just gave them over to Jesus. I prayed for my dear friends whom I miss terribly.
As I laid here...thinking that it was a bad idea that I fell asleep at 8pm, but then I thanked God I did. Even though now at 11pm I am wide awake, even though I won't get much sleep tonight, I know I saw something beautiful in my dream...a baby in my arms. I was exactly where I wanted to be....at the feet of Jesus praying over a child.
I then decided to look at my pictures from my trip to Uganda, and that just brought all sorts of emotions. Emotions of praise, adoration and thanksgiving.
I had a dream...and it was beautiful.
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