My
husband has prophetic dreams. Not often, but he does have them from time
to time. When I was very early in my pregnancy, he dreamed of a dark
haired boy with brown eyes jumping on our bed. I thought E was a girl but
Chip was right on everything. Here's what he dreamed last week:
Chip and I were walking through an
orphange together. There were lots of rooms and in each room were
colorful beds. In one of the beds there was a small child, not sure if it
was a boy or a girl. I went over and hugged the child, then we layed down
together and fell asleep.
I can't say exactly what it meant, but one
thing we pray for Trey and Rosalee every night is that they would literally
feel our love in their hearts. I hope this was God's way of letting us
know He answers.
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