on my bed I remember you; on you I muse through the night!
So a couple of weird things just happened that are entirely out of the ordinary in my life. In general, I never make international phone calls. But it is enigma5312's birthday (Happy Birthday!), and she isn't so easy to get a hold of. It was very nice to hear her voice. And by very nice, I mean like, new echlons of joy nice. The weird thing though, was I had set an alarm for 1:00 AM to catch her still in bed, because she has a busy and complex schedule today. At any rate, I was having a very strange dream (not out of the ordinary for me, the weird part is still coming up) filled with all sorts of friends from the U, when in the dream out of no where I was chased and pounced on by some sort of dog - like the claymation dog from ghostbusters, only not cheesy. It was some sort of spirtual/corpreal dog. A coupte things happened that I was happy about though - in my dream I reacted not by freaking out or running, but by turning to fight (I woke up right as its pounce would have intersected with my roundhouse kick - I can do those when I'm dreaming), and I woke up immediately calling on my guardian Angel, as well as the guardian Angel of my girlfriend (which is just one of those odd parts of my spirituality). More on that later. . .
It was 12:30 AM, so I figured I'd call enigma5312 a little earlier than I had planned, which I did. Phones ring funny in Spain. We talked for a little under half an hour, and another weird thing happened right when I hung up; my alarm went off! Now, yeah, I did set the alarm yesterday evening, but it is just too strange of a coincidence that it went off the second I hung up. As she said earlier yesterday to me: "Coincidences are God's way of remaining anonymous." At any rate, it was too much for me. I couldn't fall back asleep, because God is just too awesome!
I am figuring out that the more I fall in love with my girlfriend, the larger, more real, and more capable God becomes in my life. The more I find that I love Him gives me more with which to love her! Marriage, I imagine, is a complete blurring of the lines; serving her is serving Him, loving Him is loving her. Just wait until Heaven, when it will be that way for everyone!
So I'm lying here, not sleeping, praising God, and wondering again about this dream. It totally freaked me out! I got out of bed at one point to go to the bathroom, and it was really hard collecting myself to pull open the door to a dark hallway. I figured I'd put my scapular back on from its night storage, and everything would be alright. I was right.
So the comforting through was this: God has used dogs before. The Dominicans - the canines of God . . . St. John Bosco had his dog that showed up and saved him a few times. Maybe I've been reading too much C.S. Lewis, but suddenly this incredibly frightening image from my dream became very comforting. It was a disturbing thought that God would send such a drastic sign as that frightening dream, but I try to make a habit of never telling God what He can and cannot do. Only that He can do anything He wants in my life.
I think that's what I needed to say before I could fall back asleep. Peace out
It was 12:30 AM, so I figured I'd call enigma5312 a little earlier than I had planned, which I did. Phones ring funny in Spain. We talked for a little under half an hour, and another weird thing happened right when I hung up; my alarm went off! Now, yeah, I did set the alarm yesterday evening, but it is just too strange of a coincidence that it went off the second I hung up. As she said earlier yesterday to me: "Coincidences are God's way of remaining anonymous." At any rate, it was too much for me. I couldn't fall back asleep, because God is just too awesome!
I am figuring out that the more I fall in love with my girlfriend, the larger, more real, and more capable God becomes in my life. The more I find that I love Him gives me more with which to love her! Marriage, I imagine, is a complete blurring of the lines; serving her is serving Him, loving Him is loving her. Just wait until Heaven, when it will be that way for everyone!
So I'm lying here, not sleeping, praising God, and wondering again about this dream. It totally freaked me out! I got out of bed at one point to go to the bathroom, and it was really hard collecting myself to pull open the door to a dark hallway. I figured I'd put my scapular back on from its night storage, and everything would be alright. I was right.
So the comforting through was this: God has used dogs before. The Dominicans - the canines of God . . . St. John Bosco had his dog that showed up and saved him a few times. Maybe I've been reading too much C.S. Lewis, but suddenly this incredibly frightening image from my dream became very comforting. It was a disturbing thought that God would send such a drastic sign as that frightening dream, but I try to make a habit of never telling God what He can and cannot do. Only that He can do anything He wants in my life.
I think that's what I needed to say before I could fall back asleep. Peace out