There was a dark time in my life where I had these recurring dreams that mimicked my mentally exhausting days at the time. It soon became a cycle of torture I couldn't seem to escape. Months of that particular hell lead me to wanting to commit suicide, convincing myself I was stuck in some sort of limbo. Thank God, I never followed through with it.
On a brighter note, I was going through a tough time with my boyfriend at the time (Jordan). The relationship I had with his family was a bit strained. We were having “the talk” about how to move forward and promised to sleep on it before we came to a decision to be with each other or not. I prayed and asked God to send me a dream, confirming that I should stay with my boyfriend. Instead of sending me the dream, God sent my boyfriends mother the dream. It showed her a beauty future between me and her son. She shared this dream with Jordan. And then Jordan calls me that morning, ready and willing to make our reltionship work. Today Im happy to say, we’re married with 2 kids. Saying all this to say, dreams can be as mundane or as powerful as you make them. And God can make use of your dreams as well as your dark thoughts that are out to play. Learning to differentiate between the two could make all the difference in the world!
TESSSSTTTIMMOOONNNNYYYYY!!!!🤩🤩🤩👍🏾