last night...

decided i would sit in bed and draw. so i got out my journal, a big A3 sized one, and i flicked through the pages.
i got to one page where i had written down the lyrics to a certian Evanescene song. i read through them, and when i got to the end it was like it was God telling me that. and not a good thing either...

"i can hear you in a whisper, but you cant even hear me screaming"

mm.. i guess that summs up how ive been interacting with God in the past couple of months. i mean. i know hes there, and he loves me, and i him. and i pray to him... i thank him for stuff, but i havent been slow enough, still enough, or silent enough to hear him speak to me.
last night was different.
i wrote like two pages in my journal which i felt was from God to me.

then last night i had the oddest dream. i dreamt God was speaking to me in my dream. he stopped me in the middle of a road, i was riding a horse at night. and there was this bright light and i fell off my horse and God spoke to me...
the worst part was that when i woke up, i forgot what he said...

so yes...

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