Quilt of Blessings

My dreams have always been vivid, active, and varied.  An average night's dream may consist of running from ninjas, or being in a house that is mine, but isn't my current house, or starting as one person but switching into another.  My dreams are full-sensory ones.  I touch, taste, see, smell, and hear.  Many nights it is like being in my own technicolor action flick. 

In 2011, though, I've had a couple of dreams that are distinctly different, even for me.  They have had a distinctly spiritual component, and have woken me up feeling that I had to write them down immediately. 

One of those dreams was this past weekend.  Many of the details of the setting are fuzzy, but there was a large group of people (possibly from my in-dream church) all working together to unload a moving van that seemed to belong to Stephen Curtis Chapman and his wife.  As I carried something into a room, there was a HUGE wedding quilt that spread over much of the room.  On closer inspection, the outer border was made of rectangular blocks in a print fabric, with writing embroidered on them.  I went closer and the first one had a name on the first line, and the words "Prayed at the Altar" underneath.  Each block had the name of a person or couple and the way that they had blessed the couple in some way, either through prayers or a gift, etc.  Dream tears immediately sprang to my eyes looking at the enormous quilt and the legacy of love that was recorded in its stitches. 

I was suddenly awake, and had to write this down, since I just knew that it was a sign that I am to keep a record of all those who play some part in Abigail's journey.  And if it ends up ever being actually put into quilt form . . .. oh my, what a huge quilt that would be! 

If you are reading this, God probably has already been working to put your name on the list, and I am SO VERY thankful for that!