Dream Machines

Last night was Devon's turn to pray before we went to bed. In his prayer he asked that we would both have good dreams. It kinda made me chuckle because it's not something I've ever heard him pray for. And I guess it's not something I've really had to pray for, well... not since I was a scared little 6 year old.

Well, when i woke up this morning I started telling Devon about my dream. And He said, "no, way! I had that same dream!" This isn't the first time this has happened to us. Had the same dream that is.

Last night we both dreamed that we were recruited onto the REAL Salt Lake soccer team, and we were awesome players. Devon even scored 2 goals in one game in his dream. In my dream I was just the amazing female that was so good they bent the rules to let me on the team.

I'm sure it had something to do with the intense game we went to last night. (We won, 1-0)
And this dramatic promo they played at the game.



But mostly, I think the Lord just knows us really well, and He knew the best possible dream that Devon and I could have shared.


And if that's not the Lord himself, smiling down on our team, I don't know what is.