It all started with a dream.
Last night, I dreamed I had to give up writing so I could
work. I don’t remember much detail, only that I felt overwhelmingly sad. After
waking, I went through my usual routine of bible study and prayer (still in the
Planted study). Despite the hopeful message, I still felt burdened and sad by
the message from the dream. I sat in bed and silently cried, and asked for a
scripture.