I have been losing sleep lately.  I know where it is coming from, but I don’t have the exact source.  It’s an itchy feeling inside my mind that shows up when I stop moving long enough to feel it.  When I get quiet, I don’t have the dreams that I am used to having.  My mind reflects often on what my mother gave up to go to Uganda.  Her dreams took her to give up her two sons, her home, her friends…  My own dreams are hard to come by, so there is an unsettled part of my soul that seems to be withering, and it’s affecting my sleep.

“Where there is no vision, the people perish.”  Proverbs 29:18

Perhaps, maybe when I finally get some sleep the dreams may come and then my vision can be renewed.