@ Ozark - scared to wake up tomorrow

So last night I had a dream that I was literally possessed by a demon, and it was weird because cat’s the size of squirrels were attacking me and inflicting pain on me. I don’t remember what all I did as a demon, but I just remember getting attacked like crazy.

Well today I was hanging out with Kamie and told her about my dream, so I told her to keep her cat away from me. When we were making dinner, the cat came over to eat some food, so I reluctantly just decided to pet it… because I was kinda scared of the dream coming true. I did though, and the dog came over, so I was going to pet it, and it bit me, I then was going to shake my finger at it and say no, but then it grabbed hold of my left thumb and began to repeatedly bite down on it like 6 times within a second. I tried pulling my thumb out of his mouth, but he kept biting. It didn’t look too bad after it happened, but within a minute it stared bleeding in one place. Kamie and her grandmother went to get hydrogen peroxide and clean the wound, while scolding the dog and literally beating it up. I was just in awe of what happened, because I have never been bit by a dog before. Kamie cleaned the bite for me like a champ and her grandma put a band-aid on it for me. They were such a good little paramedic team, I hardly knew what happened. They replaced the bandage in a few hours after Kamie saw that it had bled threw the bandage, and I pulled off the band-aid only to see more of the bite showing up. All I know is that I kept thinking District 9 when his hand turns into an alien’s because of some bite, or interaction with the aliens. I sure hope my hand doesn’t turn into something different.

Maybe I am possessed by a demon after all… it’s weird.

@ Ozark - Pondering

I just got done talking with one of my professors about help with an exegetical paper. I was walking back to the dorm thinking what on earth am I going to do with this incomplete paper, and just the worries of how my passage is going to fit into another paper for a different class? Right then, it hit me. This is just like when Jesus’ mother Mary, was pondering all the things in her heart that the shepherds told her about Jesus (Luke 2:19). She literally is tossing them around in her mind. I just have so much bouncing in my head right now with all the assignments that are due tomorrow, and how I’m not going to be able to do them all, or if so it will be a miracle. Mary had this, but it was because she just had a child, which is not from human descent, and she was just getting hit so fast with life, and what Jesus was going to be. I can understand her a little bit right now. I think we all can actually, whenever life is just being… life.