Day 86

I have finished my ten things for the day. I actually had them done by about 2:00 this afternoon. I was able to get an early start today. I am a little stumped tonight on what I am going to write my blog about. I have not been able to focus very well on anything the last couple of days except going on a mission trip. It has been about eleven years since my last one. I will tell myself I will go on another one and even start to plan it in my mind and then I will push it aside thinking I am too busy with other things.

I had a dream this last spring that keeps coming back to my mind. In my dream It was evening and I was in bed sleeping and I woke up to go to the bathroom. I walked in the bathroom and a board from the wall had been removed. I instantly knew someone broke into the house. I could feel someone there . I ran to the room to tell Ken but he told me it was my imagination and to just go back to sleep. I layed down but I could not sleep a wink. I was anxious I knew some one was in the house. I finally got up and went down stairs and found a man in the laundry room. I tried to lock him in so he could not escape.

He managed to pry open the door and get out I got him in a headlock and knocked him on the ground and I asked him in an angry voice what gave him the right to break into my house. He looked at me and said it was easy you left an opening and others have broken in before too. I let go of his neck and let him leave.I went outside and went around the house looking for an opening. I looked up and the house seemed very tall. I noticed two tiny windows that were open but they were out of my reach. I noticed about four other small houses next to the tall one. They were all part of the big house.When I looked towards the end of the houses I saw a garage. The garage had an upstairs with a couch and chairs in it and I knew I had spent a lot of time sitting in the garage for some reason.

I turned around and started going for a walk. Pretty soon I came to a park and I noticed that same man playing in the park with two children a girl and a boy. I continued to walk back towards my house when all of a sudden this little boy started following me all the way home.When I got to my house I turned around and asked him what his name was. He looked up at me with a big smile on his face and said to me my name is Mexico.I instantly froze and a feeling of dread came over me and the only thing I could think of over and over again is I don't know if he is saved. Then I woke up from my dream.

About three months ago I ran into a Spanish man at the gas station at Safeway.He was on the other side of the gas station and saw me heading towards the door . He walked over to the door and stood there holding it open for me waiting for me to get there. I said thank you and went inside and paid . He continued to stand at the door holding it open for me waiting for me to come back out and then he walked back to his car. I have ran into him about ten times now at a couple different stores and every time I see him I think of Mexico the rest of the day. When I was sitting in my office a couple of  days ago at work I started thinking about going on a mission trip again and I felt joy come over me and that same feeling when you first fall in love. That is how I feel when I am on a mission trip.

"But my life means nothing to me. I only want to finish the race. I want to complete the work the Lord Jesus has given me. He wants me to give witness to others about the good news of God's grace.  ACTS 20:24