I had a dream that he popped out of the kids’ closet, kind of like for a scare-cam. He was doing like a “jazz hands” kind of move and making a silly face so that I’d be laughing too hard to be mad at him. This was one of his typical moves, in real life, to make me laugh when he’d scare-cam me. In the dream, I gasped as soon as I saw him, and threw my arms around him, and then I woke up.
I told the kids the other day that I bet he was planning on doing some kind of scare-cam thing for when I got to Heaven, and I wouldn’t put it past him to do just that, try to make me think he didn’t make it there and then jump out at me.
Then I had another dream in which we were having this conversation about being introverts. The conversation happened some time ago in real life, but replaying it in the dream made me kind of laugh again. We’d been talking about how the Lord is all about people, the body of Christ, reaching out to and ministering to others. He said once, “Heaven is going to suck! It’s all about how extroverted can you be and I’m not! I’m going to hate it, I just know it!”
I replied, “What, do you think you’re going to get your own private cloud or something?”
“That’s what I want!” he said in a bit of a pout, “My own private cloud.”
I told him, “Well, I think there’s a verse in there where Y’shua said there were many mansions and if He’s preparing a place for you, He knows how introverted you are, I mean, He did make you after all, so I wouldn’t worry too much about peopling or clouds. I’m just sayin’.”
He retorted, “With my luck, I’ll get the dorm mansion.”
He always had to have a comeback, that man!
In the dream, he floated past me on his own private cloud and called out, “We DO get our own space, Babe!” He gave me a victory fist pump gesture and I laughed. That’s where I woke up.
A couple weeks ago, I dozed off at my desk, and had a dream that he came over and was tickling me to make me laugh.
We put a lot of stock in dreams, my husband and I. As to whether or not my current ones have any meaning, I’m not going there. I will just say I’m so happy to see him again, even if it’s only in dreams right now.
~Vanessa
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