Something a bit different from my last two posts, but something that I feel I need to share.
I have been suffering from a cold for the last few days - keeping up with working full time and dealing with three children after work has been exhausting.
On Wednesday night, I was too sick to go to my ladies group - it is held every second Wednesday and is one of the only things I do for 'myself' so I was feeling particularly sad.
That night, I dreamed that I was trying to paint a mural on a glass arch window.
I only had a thin paintbrush and a bucket of white paint, and it wasn't working. I was starting to get more and more upset, and I started crying," I just can't do it!"
My tears started falling into the bucket of paint, which then mixed with the paint, making it too runny, so as I kept trying to paint, it made the white paint all streaky on the glass. This only made me more upset.
Then I noticed some beautiful music in the background. I looked at my hand, and instead of the thin paint brush, there was a beautiful red rose.
A voice said, "The Angel will Help You".
I put the rose onto the glass, and it lit up with a soft yellow glow.
As I moved the rose over the glass, I began to paint a beautiful mural.
It was amazing.
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