Dreams

So, I have to tell you something, and you'll think I've lost my mind. But I had the craziest dream experience of my entire life last night. I don't even know how to explain it better than a two way dream. I was in his dream and he was in mine. Not once, but twice during the course of my sleep. The first dream I don't remember very well because it was the first, and I didn't realize the significance at the time. He told me his name, and I told him mine. We were at a musical event on a lawn somewhere. I had french braided my hair when it was wet, so now that it had dried my hair was really wavy, but I had put it up in a bun- held up with a little sword that I sometimes wear in my hair.  He pulled the sword out, and was somehow upset that I would wear my hair up.
(He also had longish hair- a little past his shoulders that he worn in a ponytail. His hair was thick and curly and blonde..? Craziness.)
There isn't much more I remember from that dream. The second dream though is CRAZY. Short, but crazy.
I entered the dream in the middle (when do you ever start a dream?!) I was on one of the decks at kitty hawk kites in nags head. The season was in full swing so there were people everywhere. There was some kind of event taking place- lots of art. All of a sudden I saw him, and he saw me. "You again?!" "Rebekkah?!" I felt bad I couldn't remember his name, but I felt weird asking. I have a feeling it was Jeremiah, but I'm just not sure. He had his own booth set up where he was selling his art. It was alot of glass work, ocean scenes- etching, painting and stained glass. Some photography also. As soon as he saw me, he pulled off a hemp ring off of his wedding ring finger. It somehow threw me for a second, a "what?! he's married?" but then I don't remember him actually saying it, but I knew that he had been wearing it to keep other girls away, and now that he had found me he didn't need to wear it anymore. He grabbed my arm and pulled me to him.  I saw my family coming up the stairs in the distance and I was telling him their names as they came up, knowing that he'd actually remember all their names. (Even though I was still struggling to remember his!)  But then the dream was just over. I tried to maintain, but I think he woke up. 
It sounds insane, I know. But it was the craziest most awesome thing I've ever experienced. It was so real I searched for him on google, but the fact I can't really remember his name poses a bit of a problem. 
I don't understand. I don't know if it was real. If it was a dream... if it was simply just one of those things. It was so crazy I doubt myself.

And so on and on the story goes

It's hard to even know where to start.
I'm going to tell you the story of Justin McRoberts and his influence on my life. It's just one of the many crazy stories in my life.
I don't even really remember how I first heard of Justin McRoberts, it probably was my friend Mike Hale who went to Malone at the time. I think he invited me to go see him, knowing I would appreciate him and his music- and he wanted to introduce me to his new girlfriend. :-) 
I waited around after everything was over to talk to Justin. He had totally touched my soul. I'd gotten discouraged with traditional church and modern church- nothing was real anymore it was all just the motions of Christianity- I didn't feel the life of Jesus anywhere. But here was one, this was a guy who was not living in the box, not playing any games- letting God be bigger than the spaces we try to fit Him in. So I told him, I told him how much I'd appreciated it, how I was finding it impossible to find REAL people around here. He assured me that there were these people here, and that I would find them. It was such a refresher for me.
It was soon after that that I was introduced to Love Canton the church community that I was a part of for 2 years. So, the next time Justin came, I told him I had found them. And it was awesome. I don't remember what else we talked about, but I know his songs and stories touched my soul again.
The next time I saw him, I remember crying during one of his songs. It was a song about driving, and letting go. Something I was really struggling with at the time. Letting God be in control. I was deciding what to do with my life at the time.
Then I moved away to the beach.And came back temporarily, and Justin came again the other day, which was awesome, because I leave again in 9 more days. Once again his songs and words directly related to what is going on in my life right now.
His theme that night was connections. Our connections with people and how they matter. How we all have certain people in our lives that our connections with them make a difference. Sometimes if you don't say something as simple as an "I love you" no one will be that person for them.
It totally resonated with me. I've seen how much I've been used in people's lives. I've become more aware that somehow- God makes life paths cross for the mutual benefit of both parties.

The people in my life: with Fred the old man whose wife died who seriously believes I'm an angel (which is crazy because all I have done is followed the Spirit's prompting at seemingly random times to me- but just exactly right times in his life). Fred and his situation has taught me to be more compassionate, and a better realization of what it's like to be old and alone.
Mike and Jen- with their situation of selfishness/selflessness and the cause and effect of horrible decisions. For some reason- for them my being in their lives just to inspire and talk through issues has been exactly what they needed. For me- it's been a time of realizing how much I don't know. Realizing a lack of grace for some issues.
Desiree: I'm not really sure what I've done in her life. I know for some reason she's drawn to the fact that I will take care of her. That I will help her make good choices, and I love her. For her, my home is sanctuary. But then I also know that she doesn't tell me alot because she thinks I'll judge her.
For me- she has taught me to let go. To know that I have no control over other peoples lives, that they have to make their own choices and live with them.
I may see patterns and how choices effect the way life goes, but that doesn't mean I always chose the right path. I have hurt my share of people, I know.
The list just continues...

Basically, the magic continues in my life. God continues with the coincidences, I continue to see patterns and it awes me.