Personal Jesus

When I was in high school, I had this dream. Everyone around me was being affected by a spore or something in the air, maybe something in the water. I was terrified. Everyone was ending up pregnant. Yes, terrified. I was in high school, after all.

But then Jesus appeared in my dream. It’s hard to remember exactly how he looked or the precise words he said to me, but it was comforting. He assured me that I wouldn’t get pregnant until I was ready. I was so relived. And because it’s been true, I have to trust that there might be something to this dream, or perhaps vision. So, I’m ready now. And I’m pregnant. I wonder if Jesus might come back to assure me that I’ll stay pregnant. You know, at least long enough to assure a healthy offspring. Because, now, that’s what terrifies me.

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