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We know the end of the story.

I had won great seats at a really nice theater in this really huge really swanky Mall. The mall was beautifully built and it was in a historic part of the city. The mall it’s self had a historical feel like it had been around for a few dacades.  The theater was fashioned in style of the old theaters.  I waited near the front of the line to enter and find my seats to the movie. I knew the movie it was one of my favorites the Lord of the rings and they were playing all three movies. During the movie I got up and left the theater I don’t remember why I decided to leave but I had my ticket so I would still be able to get back in.  I got lost a bit because the Mall was huge, and I wanted to take a kind of Mall tour.  Part way through my getting lost I started missing the movie, but I wasn’t too worried because well I knew how it ended.  I Know the end of the story!

This whole story was well, a dream, and I woke and laid in bed just pondering it. The point I think, (because sometimes I feel like God very clearly points stuff out to me sometimes in dreams, I don’t know if that happens to anyone else, but it does to me and I have often heard God speaking in my dreams.) of  this dream was meant  For me to realize that God wins, Christ Has already won, and I belong to him, and even with all the in between stuff, the pain the hurt the tears the process of this journey that is unclear and scary and well mostly out of control, if we stick with Jesus, . . . we know the end of the story!!! That is such a freeing thing to really understand!!! One of the best dreams ever by the way!!!!

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