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Tuesday, May 22, 2018

Your Dying Spouse 476 - They Come By Night

I as hoping to skate through this part, but God had other plans.

I get to do my end-of-life review through dreams. It's not fun.

Sleep comes very hard; there is no position I can tolerate for more than a few minutes, so about 10-15 minutes of a restless doze is all I get at one time, and it's enough, unfortunately, for what dreams may come. (Remember the movie of that name?)

And come they do. I am being led through my past, in no particular chronology, to see here I might have done better. Waking comes with a sense of loss, and a strong sense of failure, most of the time.

Not always. Sometimes I get to dream about flying. Those are good.

I've never been a believer in 'dream interpretation', and I'm still not convinced in hidden meanings.

It's more God saying, "Look, boyo, this is where you really screwed up, and I need you to focus. Not to do better, but to understand that self-satisfaction isn't something you can carry into Heaven."

It's hard, but I have to believe He's right. I'm afraid to sleep, because what I find in dreams will be worse than the constant pain, but no one ever said that the road to heaven was easy.

I'll face the demons. He's at my side.

God's a pretty good bodyguard.

Music from Heart, with These Dreams.

Please pardon my slow response to comments. I do my best, and your comments are really precious to me. Barb is answering many of them now. I'm running on fumes, if you don't mind a macho metaphor.

I'm grateful for the energy to have written this. I'm so glad Barbara's stepped in for many of my posts. I'm really not doing well at all.

Thanks to Carol Ashby, Blessed Are The Pure Of Heart is back on Kindle, and will be available in paperback soon.

Friends are everything. I couldn't have done it.

Marley update... been moved to a sanctuary, and Bay County will revise their 'dangerous dog' codes.


And Marley has a Facebook page! Please drop by to see how happy he is today.

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  1. Praying for peace and strength and comfort for you, dear Andrew. So glad God is by your side through whatever you have to face. Love to you and Barb!

    1. Gayl, thank you so much. Love back, from both of us.

  2. I think our dreams are our minds sorting through our day, our dreams, and our fears. I rarely remember my dreams, but when I do, they are often disturbing. I'm sorry you're having so many of that kind. May God grant you full peace of mind.

    1. J, I think your analysis is correct (and please excuse my tardy response). Dreams are definitely a sorting process...though it's interesting that coming close to death, the sorting is of one's life!

      I truly appreciate your being here.