Dream...

I had a dream the other night. I dream pretty frequently. Usually I can't recall them though. I often forget what they're about soon after waking up.

This one was mighty vivid though. And I'm still holding on to bits of it.

I was back in Ethiopia. The city had changed alot so I couldn't remember how to get around. The people living there had changed. My bosses were there. I was hanging out with them in a new house. But there were lots of other people around I didn't know. I was meeting new people. Seeing new faces. Talking about my time there. It was an interesting time of feeling good and effective and valuable.

I was making plans to go visit two families that live there just before I woke up.

On that side of the world they tend to believe that dreams carry great meanings. Mine are usually quite scattered and crazy and I honestly hope rarely mean anything.

This dream was really nice. I miss that place. I love that place. I long for a day I can return and visit. I would love the opportunity to see my good friend there marry in August.

But now, I wait. I wait to see what life holds next. I wait to see where I will serve next. I wait to see what God dreams for me. I hope I am faithful to recognize his dreams; to listen to his dreams; to follow his dreams.