The Dream

So, y'all, I don't remember dreams.  Like, you know how some people can tell you all the dreams they've had for the past few weeks.  Well, usually when I go to sleep- everything stops working.  I don't remember my DREAMS.

lol. I was getting a little angry there!  Seriously though, I only remember one dream and I don't remember all of it. 

Disclaimer: Don't judge it because it seems random!

I was at a train station with my mother.  Not like a subway station or anything like that but like a railroad train station.  It was a simple train station.  It only had one room, two doors and a one set of train tracks.  The first door was the door to enter/exit the train station.  The second door was to enter a larger room that was moreso like a destination.

Sorry for the rudimentary rendering but I don't feel like doing a better one!

I was at the train station for a layover.  We had boarded the first train and the conductor told us that we should wait outside because he wasn't sure when the second train was coming.  As time passed, I got bored of waiting outside and decided that I could at least go into the main station room since my mother was waiting outside.  Upon entering the main station room, I saw a lot of familiar faces.  It seemed to be a reunion of some sorts.  We laughed, we talked and we joked like we hadn't seen each other for years.  They began to tell me about the secondary station room and how their was a party going on in there.  I told my friends that it seemed fun but my mother was waiting for me outside, we had a train to catch and I didn't want to miss it.  My friends only laughed at that and told me that there would be other trains that we could all catch later.

At that moment, I peeked into the secondary station room.  Boy, did it seem like fun.  Imagine partying on the weekend with an unlimited amount of money and energy.  That was the secondary station room.  I really wanted to go into the secondary station room but just then, my mother came to the first door and told me the train should be arriving soon.  I heard her but chose to ignore her.  I didn't go back outside by the train tracks but I didn't go into the secondary station room.  I told myself that I could wait it out in the main station room and if the train was taking too long, then I could just go to the secondary station room.

My friends, one by one, decided to leave and go into the secondary station room to party their butts off!  Although I was slightly jealous, I decided that I could still stay in the main station room.  As I was making up my mind, I heard the train whistle and my mother call to me.  I proceeded to yell through the doorway of the second door to tell my friends that the train was coming and they could catch it now.  A few of my friends ignored me and a few came to the door- but that was it, they couldn't come back through the doorway.  They were stuck in the secondary station room.  After a few moments of crying because we were separated, I ran to catch the train.  The first person to greet me on that train was my Grandma.

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Okay. So I am FULLY aware that was a VERY random dream BUT tomorrow I will explain what the dream meant to me.  Stay tuned!

My Thursday. Le Sigh.

Psalm 118:24 This is the day the Lord has made; We will rejoice and be glad in it.



Okay, now that I have that verse out of the way.  Let me explain my Thursday.

I've been a Christian for years but recently I decided to live for Christ.  It is such a huge difference in the two and I KNEW that but the flesh [what society/satan wants] has been winning for the longest.  God has become the love of my life recently and I just can't get enough.  I always want to talk to Him, read His word, do His work, and fellowship with His people.  I mean I LOVE GOD.  It isn't any of the lukewarm, pettiness that I've been doing since I was young- I am in LOVE!  Okay...  So I've been reading His word everyday and meditating on what it means to me and my life.  I've been working on my attitude because anyone who knows me, knows that I can snap in a minute.  And, honestly, God is working in me.  I'm a positive, bubbly, joyful Christian.  So anyways back to what has been happening the past few days...

On Wednesday evening, my mother and I returned to Athens, GA so that she could finish up one of her classes and so that I could finish packing my apartment.  On our way out, midway down the driveway, I asked my mother if she wanted me to drive.  I had no idea what awaited us on the road, I just asked did she want me to drive so that she could rest before class the next day.  On our way it thunderstormed so bad that I could barely see.  Lightening was striking right in front of us.  Traffic was ridiculously crazy.  But overall, I got through it and made it to Athens.  Yay!  So- details on how it was awesome that my mother wasn't driving.  Well, she can't drive in the dark AND since she had those strokes in '93 her vision hasn't been optimal!

Once we arrived in Athens, we checked in at the hotel and got to our room.  Our room was nice and I promptly made a cup of tea and had my Quiet Time. During my Quiet Time, I read over the verse Psalm 118:24.  Psalm 118:24 This is the day the Lord has made; We will rejoice and be glad in it.  After my Quiet Time, I quite couldn't get to sleep, which was slightly annoying.  So I didn't get to sleep until after two o'clock in the morning.  RISE AND SHINE AND GIVE GOD THE GLORY! At five-something in the morning, my mom decided that she needed to call her friend and wish her well on her way to work- as her friend was resigning that  day.  Well, I was a Bad Mood Betty.  Seriously, mom? Seriously?  You HAVE to call your friend at five o'clock in the morning?  So I decided to grunt and moan to hint to my mother to get off the phone.  After about 45 minutes of that not working, I just sat up and let out a HUGE unnatural sigh!  Honestly folks, I was ticked!  So, since we only brought one car to Athens and have to be in two different places, I have to drive her to class at eight o'clock AM and then I can either go back to the hotel or go to my apartment.  I decided after dropping her off at class that I would go back to the hotel and get some sleep.  Then I remembered that the cleaning staff at this particular hotel like to arrive at nine o'clock in the morning to clean rooms.  So I said, I will just stay up until the cleaning staff get to my hotel room.  Well, a little after  nine o'clock, I hear loud noises outside of the room. I choose to ignore them and HOPE they go away.  I then realized that I left my curtains open and that people could see inside the room.  Just as I reach the curtains, a man is reaching for the shutters to close them.  Weird but okay.  Now the noise is getting louder.  Even weirder.  Then I hear water.  At this point, I am ticked off again.  Are you all really pressure washing the outside of my hotel room at nine o'clock?  Seriously?  Where they  do that at?  Clearly at the Foundry Inn!  So I pray on it and tell myself that it is okay.  He will move on to the next room soon.  BUT before he can do that.  This man decides to pressure wash the door.  As he is pressure washing the door at NINE O'CLOCK in the morning, bugs and water start entering the room.  Nope.  Not me. I'm not dealing with it.  
I storm out of the room and go to my apartment.

It gets better!  As I get in the car to drive to my apartment, my NO GOOD ex-boyfriend calls me.  The one who I could go FOREVER without hearing from.  The one who got his OTHER girlfriend pregnant when I was sick last summer and she now has his kid but I'm supposed to be cool with it because technically we weren't together.  Yeah, that one.  But luckily, for him, my phone was broken and I couldn't even hear it ring.  :)  Well after getting to my apartment and cleaning for a little while, I decided that it was time to go back to the hotel and get some sleep.  I figured that they should be done with the cleaning and the pressure washing.  Well, I was almost right.  But Brandy said it best, "Almost doesn't count."  The room had not been cleaned.  le sigh.  So, I realize that this nap- that is well needed- won't be happening just yet.  So I turn on my cartoons and as soon as I get comfortable. Knock, knock.  Housekeeping.  I was actually excited that she was there because as soon as she left, I was going to sleep.  Well, remember the tea that I had last night in the hotel mug.  She proceeds to wipe it out with a dirty rag and place it back on the tray. LE GAG! Then, she ask me to help her make the bed.  CAN'T YOU SEE I AM READING MY BIBLE? [well I said that in my head]

Once she leaves, I get my nap and later go pick up my mother from class.  We go out to dinner and get back to the hotel.  We watch television.  She studys for a test.  I read the Bible. then...





















COCKROACH! At this point, my mother sees a HUGE cockroach climbing on the wall. le barf.  I decide to woman up.  I grab my shoe and I say, "When this thing reappears I am going to smush it."  My logic was that I would just smush the sucker and throw away the shoes.  Yeah, I know... Why throw away a shoe?  As soon  as I actually saw the HUGE COCKROACH, I started crying.  I couldn't even go near it.  I think I jumped onto the bed.  Now, my mother is yelling at me because I am crying.  Once we realize that we are no match for the mighty roach, my mother calls the front desk and they offer to change our rooms.  We move to the next room and GUESS WHAT?  The room smells like urine and there was a spider on the pillow.   I surrender.  I give up.  Thursday was NOT my day.  They finally move us to a room where there are no roaches nor spiders nor urine.  At one in the morning we finally get to sleep and at five am, her phone rings.

So, to sum it ALL up- I feel like I am being TESTED or TEMPTED or SOMETHING.  Why is it that everytime I take a scripture to heart, the VERY NEXT DAY it seems like someone wants to know if I remembered it?

All in all, I was grateful for the day.  Stay tuned for my reflection on Friday because it gets even better!

It's Been A While...

Hey Loves!

I know I haven't posted on here in a while but know that I love you.  I haven't been feeling the best lately.  Last night, I was in complete pain.  I had no idea what to do, it felt like I was giving birth.  Weird, huh?  I'm going to the doctor sometime this week because I cannot live like this.  I know that God is my Jehovah Rapha and that He has me through this storm. [Boy, has this been a storm.]  I'm learning to rely on God for everything, even relief from pain.  I can't take pain medicine forever.  I can't go to the hospital once a month. I can't go to the doctor every week.  God, my Jehovah Rapha, is going to have to set me free from this disease.  I'm not really going to post more about my health right now but just know that I am beginning to change the way I eat, start working out and pray about my health.  I'm also praying for my besties' health as well.  We really want to go to school in the Fall.