Sometimes it just takes one

Sometimes it just takes one nice comment to make everything ok. I was grumpy but I'm not now.

The Dream
I was in my parents' church but I was all alone. Somehow I couldn't find anyone to sit with. I was very uncomfortable in such a big place all alone. I left my purse on the pew and went out to find my family. I had the hardest time finding the way out. For some reason, all the aisles went straight up. I finally found an aisle that had stairs leading out. Somehow I found my family but when we got back to the pew, my purse was gone. I was so angry that it had been stolen...in church! I found out that one of the pastors had stolen it.

I woke up shortly after that realization and had a strong feeling that my purse respresented my faith. Because of the dream and the feelings associated with it, I didn't go to church with my parents this morning.

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