Had a dream last night. I was a kid, riding my bike with a girl who was a kid too. She was laughing and enjoying life with me, as we rode through a driveway into a yard. It was a large newer red brick home, we rode to the back. The house wrapped around a large pool with a fountain and it was a courtyard area. Pillars and sitting area, tile patios, landscaped, rod iron fencing around with brass rails. Looking inside there was a large mirror with gold design frame, and other nice things. Seeing the decor there was nothing about it I did not like. Almost as if I designed it! Then the girl said this is your house. (As I was afraid of getting caught, and asked why we were here). I then replied no its not! Its too nice to be mine she then said it has your name on it! In some ways I think maybe that was symbolic of having childlike faith for big blessings. Because that is not my house... its way too nice to be mine. I dont think Ill ever see that kind of real estate in my name!
Posted on: Mon, 01 Sep 2014 07:01:40 +0000
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