Last night I had the weirdest dream. I was trying to break into a safe to steal snacks.
Yes. That’s right. Snacks. Don’t ask me what kind of snacks. I have no idea. But that’s what I was trying to steal. While I was standing outside of the safe, Jesus came up to me (because that’s totally normal.)
I looked at him and said, “Hey! Can you just beam me into the safe and then beam me out again when I have the snacks?”
He gave me a look. Not a stern look. Not an angry look. It was more of a sarcastic “Are you kidding me?” look.
And then I woke up.
Sometimes when I tell people my crazy dreams they ask, “What did you eat or drink before dinner?” In this case, I was so caught up in my kids that I forgot to eat dinner. That might explain why I was trying to break into a safe to steal snacks.
Calling all readers! What’s the last crazy dream you remember? Tell me all about it in the comments!