In my dream, Jeff and I have a baby and our other kids. I’m so overwhelmed
with all the responsibilities with my older kids, who are all 16 and under in my
dream, that I can barely keep up with it all.
In the dream, our baby is about seven months old. I stop for a minute and realize I can’t remember what the babies
name is. I’m just so busy, I’ve completely forgotten what we named her. I'm not
sure if I’ve known it for a long time, have I just been not paying attention to
her?. I’m too embarrassed to ask anyone to tell me her name for obvious reasons,
so I’m sitting and trying to think of where I can find her name. Perhaps there’s
paperwork somewhere? A social security card? Wait, did I ever even apply her for
a social security card? How can I not remember my own babies name?!
While I’m
trying to remember what our babies name is, I look around and think…”Where is
that baby anyways?” Then it dawns on me; I haven’t seen the baby all week!! I
think back and realize the last time we had her was at the mall the week before.
Oh my God!! Did we leave her at the mall last week?!?!
Now I need to call the
police and report that we’ve lost our baby.
“When’s the last time you had her
ma'am and when did you realize she was missing?” I imagine they’ll ask me.
“She’s
been gone a week and I just realized this today” I’ll have to tell them. Oh that
doesn’t sound good does it?
“And what’s her name?”…….. 😳 😳 😳 🤷♀️ ……
Maybe I’ll
just go to the mall myself and check the lost and found. 😬
This is my dream
when I’m overwhelmed, it’s ridiculous.
There are so many people I love right now
who are hurting. I LOVE people and I love to hear their stories, and I pray
OFTEN for everyone going through stuff. Lately between and all the messages I
get from people on Facebook and from friends, y’all are going through SERIOUS
STUFF!! I want to help everyone but I know I can’t. I can only pray. And then I
get overwhelmed because there are SO many people to pray for and I’m worried
I’ll forget someone in my prayers. Why?? Because I’m weak. I’m human.
When I
feel like this, I desperately want to go off by myself and just be with God, but
I can’t do that because of my responsibilities. So I pray and spend time with
God when I can. Here in the morning , laying in my bed at 3 am, driving to some
appointment, standing in the shower.
So many people randomly reach out to me. I
reach out to Jesus. And I earnestly think that before anyone reaches out to me
for wisdom, they should first reach out to Jesus. Because Jesus won’t forget
your name , He knows the number of hairs on your head. I, on the other hand,
left my baby at the mall and can’t even remember what I named it.
Let’s all go
to Jesus together. We are weak, HE alone is strong. We are all the babies He
never forgets.
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