It's in the Mail

Today I mailed our paperwork for the adoption/foster care process to begin. Our classes are scheduled and by mid-September we should be qualified to foster and/or adopt. I just ask for prayers and more prayers.This is a big step.


I had a dream last night that I just can't get out of my head :


I was a part of a military group, but we were civilians. We were in an other country and 3 people from our group went to another command post. While they were gone the President of the country declared war against us. Myself and another person went to help the 3 at the out post. On our way there we were met by a group of Americans who needed a place to hide. It was a diverse group. Young and old, sick and healthy. I decided we had to get them back to the command post we just came from. I was carrying a small child and trying to help a sick woman. We tried to blend in with the inhabitants of the town so the military would not see us. A person I recognized came running to catch up to our group but she was detected by the army. She turned and ran up the side of the mountain to not give us away. She was going from apartment to apartment trying to get in and not look suspicious. My heart broke for her, but I could not help because I had this whole group of people I needed to get to safety. We began walking down side streets trying to avoid the army. A person from this country came up to me and gave me his son to take with me and care for him. I tried to refuse, but he would not take "no" for an answer. we crossed a street and tried to go through the backyards of the homes so we could hide easier. as we about to climb over a fence a large suv pulled into the driveway and the driver started to wave a large machine gun at us and was going to kill us. the little boy who lived in the neighborhood stood in front of us to protect us. At this moment I thought of the president of this country and I was out raged. I saw us all as little pawns in his game. He didn't care if we all died and he didn't care if we killed the man in the suv. He wanted his end result no matter who had to die. Then the face of the president changed and became the devil and I saw that we were all just pawns in his little game. I became furious at being used. I didn't want to be a token to be used at his whim anymore. I refused to play the game. Then I woke up.