In 2014 & 2015, I had quite a few apocalyptic dreams. I had dreams of a plane crashing down and destroying a church. I remember a dream about me driving with my family on Lavista Rd and huge fireballs were falling from the sky. The very worst dream was that we were being attacked and my children were at school. Greg was going to school in Chamblee and Angelia was going to school in Scottdale. In the dream, I had to choose who to pick up 1st. I could never pick. It was the worse dream ever. I would just stand in the dream and cry.
In this time of quarantine, God made sure my silver lining was clear. I didn’t have to choose between my kids. Both of them are still living with me and at home. It is a blessing!!! I know God is still in the midst during these crazy times. I just have to make sure I keep in close contact with Him and everything is going to be alright.