Two nights ago I had a dream that I came face-to-face with my children and didn't have anywhere to hide. So I spent a few minutes hugging them, telling them I love them, and that I'll be home soon. Normally, in those types of dreams, my emotions get so ramped that I end up waking up. Not so in this case, at least not initially.

After a few minutes of happiness, I noticed Daniel seemed like he was holding back tears. I said, "Are you alright, Daniel?" He nodded his head and his lips started to quiver. I hugged him again and said, "Don't be sad, Daniel." At that point I started to cry and, of course, that jarred me awake. I woke up crying.

That's the rhythm of my dreams these days. I was thankful this time that I actually spent a few minutes with them. It was nice.

If you think about it, please pray for them today. Please pray for Brandi.