Two Dreams

In the last week I had two very different dreams. The first one was about Doughnuts. For those of you that don’t know, I recently discovered that I’m addicted to doughnuts. It all started when I began taking my little sister Mary to the doughnut shop after she would spend the night at my place. I really didn’t like doughnuts at all but the more time I spent in the doughnut shop the more I started getting tempted. It started out that I would just order one for me and one for Mary. She got the sprinkle kind and I got the French Twist with chocolate on top. But then a strange thing happened. I started going to the doughnut shop just by myself. And instead of ordering just one I would order three. And would take them home and eat them all day or on a couple occasions I ate all three at one time.

I think the worst part of this addiction came when I started getting to know the doughnut man. We started to become pretty good friends. And I remember one day I walked in and asked me if I wanted the usual. Ahhhh, he knows what I want!!! And it all started because I was just being a good big brother. I never liked doughnuts. They are terrible for you! But now every time I drive by the doughnut shop something in me says, PULL OVER, PULL OVER. So the other night I’m almost positive that I had a dream about doughnuts. And then Mary drew me these pictures and I didn’t even tell her about the dream.

My second dream was about China. I was holding an orphan girl that was sobbing because she didn’t want to leave me to go back to the orphanage. And I was holding her tight but had to say goodbye. It was a sad dream but in a way it was a wonderful dream because I woke up feeling a great love for that invisible girl that I had met in my sleep. And once again I felt a passion for my job- To love these kids and to give them Jesus, a family, and an education.

How can you turn a note down like this?

Me going to bed after brushing my teeth.

Me dreaming about doughnuts.