When I Opened My Eyes and Prayed

Having a tiring day yesterday, I slept really well and had a very clear dream and have been in my head up until now. It was something I would not expect in my dream, to see clear faces of the people in it that after the dream, I prayed to God who kept me safe and alive.

The dream started of with a friend and his young boy who got close to me. The boy was always happy and played every single time. I enjoy being with the boy and making sure that he is always safe and sound. Making to keep an eye on him on what he was doing. And one dreadful day, when he was playing outside and I was talking to my friend, in an instant he was lost.

When I noticed that I can't find him, I run and look for him, crying that I have lost someone who became close to me. I lost someone who grew in front of me. I ran to every single corner of the city, an old city that it is, full of boulders, stone buildings, and rocky roads. I went to every street I can go to just to find him, but to no avail, until someone told me to follow him to the father of the boy. 

On that day, we never found his son, but the father became a preacher after that incident and he talked about forgiveness. Forgiveness to the people, like the people who took his son, forgiveness to people who have wronged you as God had forgiven your sins and continues to forgive you. And that time, I started to remember how the boy, his son, was a good child, who always seem to be happy with every person he met. And it made me cry that I can't see the boy again.

Through the years, the father of boy, my friend, was still preaching, still talking about forgiveness. And in one day, there's someone who came to church. A boy who was lost, who I felt the fear in his eyes, I felt the hardships he day, even without me asking. I felt how destroyed the boy was. And I noticed one thing, he was the boy, the one who got lost, the son of my friend who was lost for a long time. He came back, safe and sound. My heart again was heartbroken to see the boy suffered. I felt the pain and the hurt in his eyes. Even when seeing him, I can't smile, I just hugged him and prayed to God the he was back with us, his father.

That is the time I woke up in my dream and prayed to God, to forgive me for my sins and thank Him that I am still alive and that I am safe. I prayed to Him the moment I opened my eyes, because of the pain that I felt and the hurt I felt because of the boy who was in my dream.