Yep. It happened again... seems God always speaks the most to me when I am trying to sleep. This time it was worse though... my brother... in my dream, we almost lost him. He got so exasperated w/life that he gave up on it and tried to escape it forever. I caught him in my arms as he fell...
as if I could save him.
It broke my heart again. Again I cried out for the sake of my brother. This time I could see the darkness surrounding him, calling to him...
He thinks that these things bring him freedom...
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