I had a lot of dreams last night, I think.
There were two that I recall. The first was that I was part of a mountain-climbing expedition. We were at the top of the alps or Indies or something where there was a lot of snow covered, very jagged peaks. The ledge on all sides was straight down for what seemed to be miles. One of the ladies on our team took a rope and swung out over the valley in a big circle around the mountain peak.
I just remember that I didnt want to slip off the edge and fall. I had some thoughts of parachuting once I did.
The second dream had me at the Super Bowl. I was in the midst of Terry Bradshaw and other announcers after the game had just ended. All of a sudden, Terry says that he has to leave and who wants to do the awards? I said that I would. So, he gave me the mic and left. Then, I came face to face with the fact that I would be speaking out in front of millions of folks at once. It really didnt bother me at all. I just knew that I had to press into God.