What a week!

It's been a strange week already.

I dared play the piano for the first time ever at church. I had to find some easy songs to rush through on Sunday morning with the group and just couldn't find a good way to play one of them on guitar, so I tried the piano instead!

We spent 13 hours at church Sunday, had a great time with the play. It seemed like everyone was getting really tired through the 2nd play, it was not quite as lively as the first, but they did a really good job! I think they had a blast performing it; maybe "The Grinch" next year. :) I thouroughly enjoyed my part sitting in the back running the media, a perfect fit for a geek.

We took everyone home feeling great, but got to bed and nothing happened. Usually a person would fall asleep, especially after a long day like that, I was awake the entire night. I only have two explanations. 1. I have been off pop for three weeks now, and due to the length of the day at church, I chugged down a liter of Mt Dew earlier in the afternoon...maybe my body was on hyperdrive with all of that caffeine? 2. Spiritual warfare. I had some pretty crazy things happen all night. I am not sure I should even say because you will think I am crazy...maybe I am. I would close my eyes and be in the same place, but a different "dimension". This happened to me when I was a teenager (not going into that story). I was hearing a voice trying to tell me something; I thought it was God, but it was just out of my comprehension to understand. At one point "God" showed me a picture with a word on top of it; it wasn't a word I had ever seen before and I didn't know what it meant, but that is what he was showing me so I was trying to understand. I heard a voice a few times, and I was SO close to it and trying so hard to grasp it, but just couldn't quite get close enough. Then at another point, I heard Adah crying for me. (still in this dimension, but in the same setting, middle of the night, everyone in bed) I went upstairs and the girl's door was open, but the room was dark; I knew something was wrong as soon as I saw the door open. Then I heard Jude cry for me just behind me in the boy's room; same thing, door cracked open and dark. I knew they were in trouble, but I was stuck! I could see the doorways to their rooms but I couldn't move to help them. And just like in my experience when I was a teenager, I tried with all of my might to break out of the "vision" and wake up to reality so I could go check on them. I finally snapped out of it and was laying in my bed, no sounds from the kids.

As the night went on, in reality, I didn't sleep at all, and Jude and Adah were both waking up during the night. Morning finally came and I called in sick for work. My blood pressure was pretty high, and I finally fell asleep for about two or three hours at 9am. I told Terah about a couple of things, but she didn't let me finish, so she didn't know about Jude and Adah. Later that day, I told her about the "vision" and that I wouldn't be surprised to see them have problems of a spiritual nature now. Terah said that Adah had been looking at something really strange during lunch, she kept looking over at it. Gwyn even asked her, "What do you keep looking at Adah?"

Then came night #2. Jude woke up three or four times. If someone wakes up, it will be him, he is a very troubled kid at night, but it was very excessive this night. Adah also woke up a bunch as well as Gwyn getting sick. Pretty much, Terah and I had about the crummiest sleep ever, and the entire time I did sleep I was having some very bad dreams. So that was two nights of next to no sleep for me.

I decided I would go to work anyway. As the day went on, I felt my blood pressure getting worse and I was really not feeling good, so I finally had it checked....157/104, yikes! I decided to go to urgent care since no one else would take a walk in, and they weren't concerned at all. I guess that is not a dangerous level for someone my age. So here I am now, hoping for some sleep tonight. I do feel like my blood pressure has dropped a little, so there is hope. Jude has already woken up tonight, so this may be a long night. The poor guy is scared to death of his dreams. He cried tonight because he and Camden forgot to pray that he wouldn't have scary dreams.

That has been my week so far...I'm sure there will be more fun to come. Gwyn got sick, Jude has a cold, Mommy is having a lot of contractions, Daddy is going "crazy" and seeing things, and no one around here knows how to sleep!

I have a wellness checkup Thursday that was scheduled last week, so hopefully I can get a better perspective on this blood pressure problem.