Sweet Dreams

 

One day this week I woke up in a particularly foul mood.  I even had the thought...Don't get out of bed, don't do it.  Not today.  The reason for my mood was two fold: First, I had managed to sleep through the alarm for over an hour - something I have been really good at for the last 3 months but trying to overcome. Second, I had just woke up from one of the most rotten dreams I have had in a long time.  - No it wasn't a big spider coming to try to attack me...I would have welcomed that dream over the one I had.   It wasn't the one where you get on the bus before you notice that you haven't got dressed (I stopped having that one a few years ago).  It was just a bad one!

 

As I got ready for work it seemed that nothing was going to go right that day.  My hair would have looked better if I had stuck my finger in the light socket, my clothes which I had pictured fitting me a different way were a painful reminder that I have put on a lot of weight since the last time I went shopping, and to make matters worse I was going to be at least two hours late for work.  I kept thinking you should have stayed in bed!  

All day long I stewed about why I had to have stupid dreams.  I am the kind of person that once an image or idea is placed in my head I will dream about it.  While this has brought great joy for a lot of my family on many occasions because when I dream I talk and live the dream, I absolutly hate it.  I hate how real they become to me.  I hate waking up and not knowing if the dream was a reality.   But, I hadn't thought of the people I was dreaming about or the idea that became my dream for quite a long time and all the sudden there was my dream, robbing me of any hope of a good day.  

As I was driving home after class that night I decided I needed to have a conversation with myself, yes I know I am weird but I do that.  As I was discussing the fact that I had managed to let one stupid dream make me have a terrible day I had an idea hit me like a ton of bricks!  Why waste my time focusing on the negative dreams of life?  

I have had many experciances in life that have proved to me that I can't control everything, and more often than not those have lead to some very sweet experiances as I learned to trust in the Lord and have faith not only in his plan but his timing.  So here I was driving down the freeway talking to myself trying to decide what else to focus on rather than negative dreams.  The thought came - Create good dreams ... Have hope for those good things.  

The conversation continued...What are the good dreams?  No sooner had I got that out of my mouth when I thought of a few things I hope for in my life.  I hope someday to be a mom and not just the least favorite aunt. I hope to be a good role model to the youth that someday I will get to teach. I dream about the days when I have become that truly good person with the good, kind, and loving heart that I dream about being.  But, I must say the sweetest spirit came to me as I thought about the dream that I have for all of those wonderful people in my life who are struggling in thier lives - specifically my brothers.  I have this ongoing dream that someday we will all set down together where we will all be in white, where they will know how much I love them, and where they will know how much our Heavenly Father, and our elder brother, Jesus Christ love them.  I love my brothers so very much.  With this thought came the realization that I have some work to do.  So here it is - I know that the our Loving Heavenly Father can and will use us to bless the lives of others as we turn to Him and seek for his guidance in finding ways to help those who are in need.  I realize that sometimes the things he asks us to do are not easy, but helping those around us is always worth it.  I know that as I do my very best to help my brothers that I will be met with opposition, but I do not want them to ever feel like they are less then the good men that they are - Sons of our Heavenly Father.  

 

When I made it home that night, I couldn't help think of the ways that the Lord teaches me in my life, and how he wants me to be happy.  I am thankful that he has given me the desire to be happy. That night as I went to sleep I wasn't worried about the rotten dream coming back to me.  That dream as well as all the others may come and go, but I can choose to focus on the good dreams of life, and work towards seeing those dreams come true!

 

Sweet Dreams To You All!