Luke 8:4-15 tells us, "One day Jesus told a story in the form of a parable to a large crowd that had gathered from many towns to hear him: 5 “A farmer went out to plant his seed. As he scattered it across his field, some seed fell on a footpath, where it was stepped on, and the birds ate it. 6 Other seed fell among rocks. It began to grow, but the plant soon wilted and died for lack of moisture. 7 Other seed fell among thorns that grew up with it and choked out the tender plants. 8 Still other seed fell on fertile soil. This seed grew and produced a crop that was a hundred times as much as had been planted!” When he had said this, he called out, “Anyone with ears to hear should listen and un

I was on vacation in VT with my family when I had a dream which ended in pain. I dreamed I was a spy during WW2 in Germany. At one point, Nazi soldiers were chasing me and I dove off the road into a deep, dark ditch, hoping to hide. When I dove, I floated—almost like I could fly—and was soaring toward some bushes in the ditch where I could hide... Then—WHAM! I woke up with severe pain in my face and head on the floor next to the bed in my friend’s cabin. I had apparently fallen out of bed and whacked my head on the nightstand. The Nazi’s didn’t get me, but I was in pain nonetheless…. The moral of the story? Sometimes our dreams end-up as face-plants. Now while it's funny, I KNOW that isn't v