Why I Love My Early Bedtimes

Light, Photoshoot, Bed, Light, Light My favourite time of day is bed time. My early bedtimes are becoming special. After a long day at work, I eat, shower and then slip between the covers. Then I let myself dream.

I allow my mind to wander over all things wonderful. I often begin by walking through a garden, a very pretty garden that opens up onto a stunning view of picturesque landscape.

I see my family and friends and others who I don’t know. But they are all smiling and glowing with good health. They are all busy. Picking fruit from the orchard or carving out wooden furniture. They are all busy, but clearly enjoying their work.

paradise 1I see the sun’s rays dance on the surface of the lake. There are children swimming in the water squealing in delight as tiny fish swim through their fingers.

I see my great-grandmother Sarah. She died before I was ever born. But I heard stories of her when I was a little girl. She was brought back to life forty years after the end of the old system and the beginning of the new. It has been wonderful to get to know her. I will never forget my grandmother’s face when she welcomed back her mother.

My dreams before bedtime are the most wonderful part of each day. I fall asleep with my mind and heart at peace in the knowledge that all of the damage will be undone. I dream of all the wonderful scenes that will take place in our future. Our Creator cares for you and I more than we could ever imagine. All the damage will be undone. Our dreams of a happy healthy life for us and all our loved ones will come true. Our dreams of paradise will be a reality.

Good night…xx

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