I’ve talked about my nightmares before and how that’s one of the things I consider to be a miracle. Granted, I have no idea why God ever permitted such horrible nightmares, and I’m often very angry about that, but I’m also able to be glad for the healing (although I’d really really like an explanation!)
Today I was taking a nap, suffering from allergies and Benadryl and all that fun stuff so the nap wasn’t very restful but I was having a hard time waking up. All of a sudden, mostly asleep, I had this strong sense that the depression was back and I’d feel like this forever. This was a pretty common element of my nightmares before and I’d often wake up and not really recover from it all day. Today, even still mostly asleep, I felt something telling me “This will pass, this too shall pass.” In my dream. And I woke up and I was OK. Minor and miraculous at the same time.