Learning in my Dreams

I pray every night before I put Evie down to bed. The lights are always down low, her noise machine is on, and she is taking a few pulls off her bottle while I marvel over what a gift God has given us. I pray for Stephen, Evie, our family and friends, for Evie's birth parents, and for people suffering around the world. I also ask God to show me what I need to be working on in myself. I know I have weaknesses. I'm pretty good at ignoring them or playing them up as "quirks".

Some people say they hear God's answer to their prayers. Some say they see God's answers to their prayers. Believe it or not, I think I get God's answers to my prayers mostly through my dreams. Let's revisit one of my recent dreams...

((cue the fog machine))

In my dream, Stephen came home far too early from work. He had been fired. He also had no plans to look for work any time soon. My mind instantly went to all of the bills we had! How are we ever going to get them paid?! Then I realized the WORST thing about losing Stephen's income... Evie would not be able to have professional pictures made. DUN, DUN, DUNNNNNN!

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Wow. Just, wow. Stephen loses his job and I was most upset about having to cancel our plans to get Evie's pictures taken. I am sick. Sad thing is, that's totally me. It wasn't like this was some shallow "Dream Shelley". I didn't even realize I had these thoughts until I had a dream about it. Where I should have been worried about the essentials, our commitment to our sponsored child, Stephen's mental state after being fired, getting us back into the job market, etc... I was hung up on baby pictures.

Heaven help me.

I get it God. I'm working on it.

The book I'm currently reading is Anything by Jennie Allen. It is probably the reason for this dream. I'm really taking the message of the book to heart, and I hope it'll speak to the parts of me that are hung up with the "baby picture" type of weaknesses.

P.S. Evie is having 6 month pictures taken on the 19th. I'm not doing professional pictures every month, y'all. Baby steps.