The other night I had a dream that I had been living in my old house in Kearns. I was serving as a Relief Society counselor (my current role) with the presidency from the ward I am in. Roland and I had moved to another house during the pandemic but had not told anyone.
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Church
was not back in session and I continued to meet with the sisters in our ward. I wasn’t trying to do it secretively – I
really just didn’t think about it.
However, the new area we had just moved to was about to start up with
returning to church and I wondered if I should call the RS pres in the ward I’d
been serving to let her know I had moved and that my records would need to be transferred to another ward. I dreamed that the RS president had stopped by my old Kearns
house to learn that I hadn’t even lived there for a couple of months. She called me and I told her that I was just
about to call her. I woke up realizing that I did not live in either house that was part of my dream and that I am still in the same house I have been for the last four and a half years.
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