So, I have a really hard time staying awake in the temple. I'm comfortably dressed, the seats are cushy, temperature is good, and then it goes dark. Those are all cues for my eyes to close, my breathing to deepen and allow unconsciousness to take over; and it doesn't help that I'm wearing slippers. It's been a goal of mine for over a year to stay awake during a whole session and I've only managed once. I've tried all sorts of things: I sucked on jolly ranchers 'till my tongue was sore, pinching myself, deep breaths, etc. But this is not the purpose of this entry. The purpose of then entry is to tell you about a dream I had when I fell asleep in the temple in Rexburg, ID.
I was doing dishes, I remember and I saw a little boy with blonde, curly hair playing with a soccer ball in the kitchen. "Come on, Mom. Come play with me!" I remember feeling irritation with the little boy. My mind thought: Can't you see how much I have to do? I'm doing all this for you! The irritation was so real and the sense that my work would never be done. I felt fatigue and maybe a little despair. Then I felt, because there were no words, "You waited for this. You prayed for this. Go play soccer with your boy."
It wasn't a "vision". I don't KNOW that I'm having a little boy, but I do feel like I was to learn a lesson from this dream. This came after a situation at a friend's house. We were meeting to discuss Girls' Camp and do some necessary planning and her daughter kept interrupting us. I felt very irritated and even expressed it a little to the girl. After this dream I realized that I can't do that...not with other peoples' kids and not with my own. It showed me I must have patience and show love. I am a selfish being. I'm an only child and not used to sharing my time or my stuff. I've got less than a year to get over that. I apologized to my friend for behaving so poorly.
I didn't feel guilty about falling asleep that day. Though I will have to continue with my goal to stay awake during sessions because I have too much to learn and I don't think I'll be blessed with a dream every time.
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