threes and such

I like things in even numbers and I like things in threes. Somehow I think words work best when you can use three. I'm not sure how to explain exactly why I feel this way, so I'm not going to :-)

At night, I like to dream. I usually have dreams-as apparently everyone does. But I also remember them a lot. I don't always write them down, but I remember a good number of them. In the past month, I've had about 7 or 8 that I have remembered. Or at least that many that I have written down. Most of my life I've had interesting ones, from flying to falling, to being at a pool party, to seeing Philadelphia in ruins, to people having babies, to me even having a baby for someone else. And last night, I had a dream that I "caused" someone to have an abortion. I usually will remember many details-when I write them they are often very long. But this dream, there are only a few things that stick out to me, though the more I think about it the more I remember. But still. I wrote about it today and only got about a paragraph or two-often they are like 5 though. Anyway. It's always interesting trying to figure them out. Often God speaks to me through them. Don't think I'm too crazy. If you want to know about them, let me know. It's been pretty crazy at times.

But one dream I had maybe 2 nights ago was that I was on a train, sitting int he front with this guy, and then we went around a corner and the front of the train derailed. I tried to yell for the conductor to stop but he didn't, so I got off and started waving my arms. But at this point, the engine (which, strangely, was in the back) did the same thing the front had done, and was also derailed. So he got off the train to try to fix it. I was looking at where my train car was and how I could put it back on and what had caused the problem, and I noticed that part of the track was missing. It was like we were going over a part that was an intersection, where you could go one way or another (or in this case, come from one way to another) and the inside parts were missing. Well when I went back toward the conductor, he shot a man. The conductor was dressed in a white t-shirt that was kind of longish and it had some black print on it. And he had on some jeans. Very odd clothing for a train conductor. But then these other people came in suits and wanted us out of their way so they could talk without us hearing. These are just some of the details. The dream itself was much longer. But it made me think about what it could mean. Obviously it can just be a strange dream. But I think that it has some kind of meaning. I have no idea why I am sharing this with you, except that I think it has to do with the "track" I'm on, some kind of intersection, and some "missing pieces." So if you pray, will you pray with me that I will find the "missing pieces" and figure things out so I am not too lost and feeling like my train has "derailed"? Thanks.

But what about you? Do you ever have weird dreams? Like where you dream you're flying, and then think that it's so much cooler because it's actually real life, and not a dream? I had one like that once. Or how about where you can actually feel your stomach dropping as you get closer to the earth, like you're sky diving, except you're not? I'd love to hear about the dreams you remember!