08-18-2006

Friday: The Sixth Day Of The Week

From Beaumont, Texas

“Like a Bridge Over Troubled Waters”

Blessed are You, O Lord God Almighty! Thank You for this day and for the dream You gave me last night. I do ask that You would bless me with the understanding.

The name was Jhoven. This was the name that was mentioned in the dream. It was written on a sheet of paper.

I was standing in a line. There were people in front of me going to a counter to be helped and here were people behind me. There was an older white man behind me, but when it was time for me to go up to the counter, he and another man jumped in front of me and took my place. I tried to get my place back, but they would not move. So I let them go. The person that was behind me was in line too, so I did not want to cut in front of them so I asked him if it was OK if I stood there. He nodded and let me stay. He saw what happened. I was a little upset about what had happened to me, and I know that there was a security guard there at the door that someone said I should go tell them what happened and they will make them move, but I decided not to do that.

Then the man behind me put his head on mine and then pulled away. But then I rested my head on his shoulder and said, “We fit!”

When he touched his head to mine, there was so much comfort and peace that came over me. It was a very nice feeling.

Somehow in that moment we connected and I was at peace.

Then it was my turn to go up to the counter, so I did. I know that I had given the girl at the counter my thumb print and she said if I get a few more that I would receive a free gift. She handed me a sheet of paper that had two of my thumb prints on it already. But one of the thumb prints looked different from the other. I walked away, and just that fast I had forgotten the man that was behind me. We wanted to see each other again, because we had hit it off so well in those few short minutes that we were together. But I had walked off and forgot all about him.

A few feet away, it came back to my remembrance and I went back to where he was, but now he was at the counter with the people he was with, and I thought I had missed my chance to know him better. He was not looking at me anymore.

I walked to a counter and took out a piece of paper and that is when I felt someone come up behind me and grab me! When I turned around it was him again! He was smiling and playing with me. When I opened the piece of paper that I had, so I could give him my name and how to get in touch with me I saw that there was already a name in the paper. The last name and address I do not remember, but I know that the first name was Jhoven.

I laughed and said, “That is not my name!”

It was a very joyful time. I love how we felt together. I loved how we connected and did not even know each other. It was as if he a part of me that I never knew. The words he completed me is what comes to mind.

This dream reminded me of the dreams I have had before about being with a man and feeling so loved and comfortable that I do not want to leave.

Like a Bridge Over Troubled Waters!

08-19-2006

Saturday: The Seventh Day Of The Week!

From Beaumont, Texas

“Preparation Day!”

My Lord, I ask that You would help me to write. Last night I was given dreams again. But I do not look at them as meaning something good to me. I saw in the dream that I had gone to a FEDEX building to mail a large package. As I was walking in, a lady cut in front of me, which reminds me of the dream from yesterday, where two white men cut in front of me when I was in a line. This time there were two white ladies who did this. One held open the door for the other. I walked in and did not say anything about what they had done and then saw that there was another door that led to the FEDEX store, that would have been easier to get to.

The way that I had come in, I would have to walk in, and then make a sharp turn in the opposite direction to enter the FEDEX store.

I went up the ramp into the store and saw a dark skinned black man sitting at a desk talking on the phone. He was getting some gray hair but he looked familiar to me. Then I recognized him as my ex boyfriend from High School. He smiled at me because he recognized me too. He was still on the phone so I waited until he got off, and then he came up to me and hugged me. It did not seem to bother him that I do not look like the slim teenage girl that he remembered. I know that I last heard he married a girl name Christine and I asked about her. He made a face and shrugged his shoulders a little, and I understood that they had to have been having some troubles.

I also remember how it felt to be in his arms. He felt very strong and his body was very hard.

This brings to my remembrance the dream from yesterday. I did get some understanding to the dream.

Why did I need someone to comfort me?

The man in the dream from yesterday was someone that was used to comfort me when all of the provoking was going on. But why did I need a physical thing to comfort me, when this is what the Spirit is supposed to do for me?

In this dream, with Greg, after we finished talking, I looked up and saw that my husband had come back in the room. Now I look at a comparison of the two. My husband was in a foul mood and it was as if he had been like this for a long time. I wanted to introduce them, but I do not know if I did.

The other person that was shown in the dream was a white man that used to work for me. I do not know where we were in this dream, but I it was as if we were in the country somewhere.

All the things I see in the dream are not things that are good for me.

My Lord, I ask for Your help.