On September 11, 2001, we were all devastated by the events of that day.
We never thought this could happen in America, but it did.
Our lives have been changed forever.

The first two nights after this event, I slept like a baby.
I had a feeling of guilt about sleeping so soundly.
On the third night, I was restless and had bad dreams.

I dreamed that I was in this huge wooden building that had nothing but doors inside.
I was being chased by something unseen, and I would run through one door and into another.
I was running for my life.
I would wake up before I was caught, but I was exhausted.
I had the same recurring dream for four nights in a row.
I was so tired and I needed sleep so much, but it didn't happen.

On the fifth night I went to bed and told myself I needed to be up by 7 a.m. so I could get to Prayer Group by 8:30.
I slept peacefully all night and woke up at 7 a.m.
I turned over to get out of bed but didn't make it.
I went back to sleep.
I can't remember ever feeling so sleepy.
I woke up again and the clock said 7:06.
I tried to get up again but went back to sleep.
Then I began dreaming.
This time I was outside the same building, walking down a hill to go back inside.
There was only one door to enter.
I walked up to the door to go in when I saw a key in the door.
Instead of unlocking the door, I took the key in my right hand and walked away.
Then I woke up and the clock said 7:11. I sat up on the side of the bed and opened my hand to see the key.
Of course there was no physical key, but those dreams seemed so real. I made it to Prayer Group that morning and I have had no more of those dreams.

My interpretation of these dreams -- I was being chased by Satan, who knew I was vulnerable.
He was after my soul.
The key I walked away with was Jesus Christ leading me away from evil.


I am the Lord, your God who takes hold of your
right hand says to you, " Do not fear, I will help you."
Isaiah 41:13






Love Ya, ~Barbara