My mother hasn't been feeling well for a little while now. She's been feeling very tired. I have to admit that I was worried about her.
Well...One night I had a horrible dream. I dreamt that my mother passed away. I was at the cemetery with my Uncle who paid for her headstone. I woke up in the middle of the night, and I prayed and begged God not to take my mother away from me. I felt a horrible sense of dread inside of me. I woke up, and I checked on my mother. She was OK.
The next day my mother was yet again saying that she didn't feel well, and she needed to go to the doctor. I told my mother that she needed to make an appointment now to see her doctor. I tried to let her take the lead in the conversation, because I know my mother is a worrier. If I told her about my dream, she would panic, and her blood pressure would "sky rocket" out of control. I never let on that I was scared. She finally made a doctor's appointment. When she went in the doctor checked her blood pressure. He told her that she was a ticking time bomb. Her blood pressure was in the danger zone. He immediately changed her medication.
I'm thankful that God sent me this dream. I'm hoping and praying that this was a warning dream and not a dream of things to come. I cannot lose my mother, so please pray that my mother will get better. It's so strange. I'm so tired...yet I'm still not working. I'm feeling overwhelmed. Hearing that my mother was a "ticking time bomb" scared me...although, I did not let my mother know my fear.
I'm not sleeping well. I've been checking on her on and off daily, but I don't let her know how worried I really feel. I'm trying to keep things in perspective. God gave me a major blessing. He sent me a warning. He said, "Dawn...Your mother is sick. GET HER TO THE DOCTOR!!!!" That's how I'm interpreting the dream. Praise the Lord!!!!
I still believe that my best days are ahead of me. I believe that our prayers will be answered. I also believe that I'm going to have a praise report on a major change that is coming in my life. I won't deny that there are voices in my head saying, "Things are not going to work out. Look at where you are now. Things have not gotten better." I'm fighting this day and night. I'm scared. I'm scared for my mother. I'm scared for the both of us and our survival. I'm going to keep the faith. I'm going to continue to believe God's word. He will see me through this. This is a trial, and I will come out blessed.
James 1:12
Blessed is the man who remains steadfast under trial, for when he has stood the test he will receive the crown of life, which God has promised to those who love him.