They say that every night, we dream. There are some dreams that we remember when we wake up but most of them, we forget. Last week and the other night, I had two dreams I could not forget because both of them involved the Best Man.
The first one was a scene wherein it seemed that the Best Man and I were working in the same company. This dream seemed to be a continuation of the other one I recently had that prompted me to write this. I saw him eating in a cafeteria and when I was about to be at his table, the scene changed and he was already walking far away from me. I walked after him and then suddenly, we were in a cubicle. He was sitting on a desk and when I arrived, he smiled. Then we talked about the weather and I commented that his hair was thinning and he laughingly said that receeding hairline was in his family.
Then he took my hand out and placed a rosary in it. He simply looked at me and smiled.
I woke up perplexed. I didn’t know exactly what it meant but I knew that God was using him to make me pray the rosary. I changed my profile picture on Facebook into that of Our Lady of the Holy Rosary and downloaded audios of the rosary.
I now pray the rosary every morning. I pray for my family, I pray for help and guidance, I pray for love.