In The Storm
I am a firm believer that God speaks to us in dreams. I received my calling in a dream. God showed my husband our unborn son and my sons calling in a dream. Last night, God allowed me to see myself going through a storm. Not just any storm, but a spiritual storm. The dream began as my day would normally begin. I was up getting the children ready for school, dressing the little ones, making lunches, hugs and kisses, and coordinating the race for the bus. Soon, the only ones left in the house was my husband and I. As I walked into the kitchen to clean the mess that the kids had left, I felt someone touch me on my back. I looked around and saw no one, so I begin praying in my spirit. The next thing I knew something grabbed the back of my shirt and started pulling at it, trying to pull me down. I snatched away, and begin to tell Satan to leave me alone. I quickly headed back to the front to find my husband and ask him to pray for me because I wasn't quite sure what was going on. At t