When i went grocery shopping this week, i got to the pet food section and picked the cat food cans. We have the fussiest cats and they will only eat a few types. One of them being Tuna. There was only one can left and when that happens i like to say a quiet,"Thanks God :o)". Then i went around the corner to the butter/margarine. My family is really picky about their marg [i can't really tell the differance] and at the moment they'll pretty much only eat the Weight Watchers canola spread,and guess what? There was only one left of those too :o)) Isn't that awesome?? Simple i know, but i really appreciate it and i believe he does these little things for us :o)

Last night i was having a weird dream [all my dreams are really vivid and weird] and in my dream i had just stolen what looked like a balinese lion garden statue from outside a nieghbours house that was on the market.The nieghbour [who was a made up nieghbour, not a real one] turned up and was looking for the "for sale"that i'd knocked off the fence. I went over to talk to him [and told him i'd nicked the statue and he didn't mind] about how i had a headache and it seemed to be causing presure on my brain, but not hurting.He told me to follow him and we went to what looked like, an oriental black magic shop. As i was looking around, the nieghbour ran me through with a sword from behind. The sword went down my back from the base of my neck,through my heart and other vital organs. As i felt the sword, the neighbour was explaining how i had to die before he could fix me. I didn't fight or even pay attention to what he was saying. I just felt the sting of the sword and i really did feel it [how odd is that??] As my life ebbed away i said,"I love you Lord,Take me home."I'm a bit vague on what happened next, but i know it evolved around the oriental black magic, and trying to get away from it.

I've never dreamt about anything to do with God before, and it was really nice :o)