This Saturday morning I woke up at 2:15 from a bad dream.

In the dream I was talking to a friend in the alley next to my childhood home while my kids played in the house. We were talking about some other people and the things they did. We saw smoke in the sky and went to investigate. As I walked to the end of the long alley fear gripped me when I realized that the smoke was coming from my house. I ran in the house hoping that the fire was in a place that I could put it out. I couldn't remember where the fire extinguisher was.

Remarkably I ran straight to the sink and pulled it out. The fire started behind a wall behind an appliance but I couldn't see exactly where it was. I couldn't remember how to use the fire extinguisher and I couldn't see very well. I managed to pull the safety ring and shoot the extinguisher but it was only coming out in spurts because I wasn't sure how to use it. I managed to get much of the fire out but I wasn't sure that it didn't spread to the attic.

I ran out outside and around to see and went into a panick when I saw that it did. I thought in fear of what my parents would think if I burned down their house. I kept using the extinguisher from inside and outside the house until it ran out but, the fire spread.

At this point the finality of losing the house and all my necessities and possessions was beginning to set in. Much of the house was damaged and I saw a fire truck pull out of a fire house. Even if they put it out the house will have too much damage and water damage. I thought that all my children were accounted for but I thought about how we would be homeless from this point on. I thought about how incomfortable and tragic this day would be. I wondered where my kids would eat and rest and play and take naps. I wondered where we would eat and sleep tonight. I desperately tried to screw on the water hose on the side of the house as the fire raged above me. I screamed no, no, NO, NO!!! And then I woke up.

I went to sleep after being grateful and praying.

I had another dream in which I accidentally drowned a puppy when I peed in a box where he was sleeping. Then I had a long detailed dream that I was trapped with my family in my house by aliens that said they were taking over the world. But then a helicopter landed and some very tall very strange people came in on a rescue mission. They told me they were my cousins. I didn't know if this were a rouse or they really meant it. They trapped the aliens and escorted them out.'

In the morning I prayerfully considered what these dreams were. I thought about how I haven't written inventory 3 times this week. I think these dreams were a vision of the spiritual battle within. I need to know danger of my house burning down if I don't keep out the aliens through personal inventory and prayer.

I was not paying attention in the house when the fire started.
I really couldn't see where the fire was.
I couldn't remember how to put the fire out.
The fire extinguisher was expired and not working well.