Dreams/Faith/Politics/Humour/Beauty

Dreams.
 
My sleep last night (Nov 5th) was very restless.  At one point in my dreams I was trying to find my father (who died in 1974).  I was supposed to meet him in a local motorbike/scooter dealership, (the place where he and I bought my first Lambretta scooter back in about 1964), but all the streets were bereft of street lights, and thus were pitch black. 
 
I never could find Dad or the dealership.   I hated the darkness.
 
 
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Faith.
 
Then, in the same (or another) dream I was walking down a road and singing aloud  a gospel chorus from the days of my youth.
 
 
"On Calvary, he died for me
That I his love might know.
To set me free, he died for me.
That's why I love him so".
 
 
 
As I sang that song in my dream, I was joined by a father and a son who walked alongside me, and joined in the singing.  It was so beautiful.
 
 
Maybe I was the son in that dream, and the father was my dear Dad. Certainly it felt very comforting.
 
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Politics
 
Tuesday's election results in the U.S.A.  brought me no comfort.
 
This cartoon sums it up.
 
 
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Humour
 
 



 
 
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Beauty
 
Sunrise, Nov 6th 2014 over the St.Werburgh's district of  Bristol, UK.
 
 
 
 

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