Monday, November 18, 2019

A dream that describes me


I woke up today sweating a bit thanks to the heater still on and multiple blankets with my wife way too early before my alarm clock, then I realized what dream I had. It was like, I can retell without mincing words nor telling a lie:

Me and my wife went into a "haunted house" and saw some really scary ghosts, the one you see mostly on Halloween Day television stories, or experiences by people suffering mostly from PTSD. My wife was scared, but I told her to pray instead while not closing our eyes. So, before I told her to say Our Lord's Prayer, I told the ghosts to "have peace", "we will pray for you and don't worry your loved ones, God is with us all!" and simultaneously, me and my wife mentioned Lord's Prayer(Orthodox Christian) repeatedly while making sure the ghosts will finally have peace, knowing that we gave them a heartwarming sendoff. They vanished, and suddenly I woke up this morning while not panicking.

That dream just told my way of life: pray for the living and the dead's repose, as well as making sure my wife will have emotional power, as strong as I do.

I had never seen any ghosts, nor believe it, even before I became an Orthodox Christian, although my parents, two older sisters and other extended family members have their experience seeing one, even if they remain strong Roman Catholics, or it was ingrained on their culture, that has a strong belief in ghosts.

It just mean one thing: prayer is the best weapon for emotional strength.

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