Psalm 5

1 O LORD, hear me as I pray; pay attention to my groaning.
2 Listen to my cry for help, my King and my God, for I pray to no one but you.
3 Listen to my voice in the morning, LORD. Each morning I bring my requests to you and wait expectantly.

8 Lead me in the right path, O LORD, or my enemies will conquer me. Make your way plain for me to follow.

Maybe you will find one or two of these helpful.

1. Pray
2. Go to bed on time.
3. Get up on time so you can start the day unrushed.
4. Say No to projects that won’t fit into your time schedule, or that will compromise your mental health.
5. Delegate tasks to capable others.
6. Simplify and unclutter your life.
7. Less is more. (Although one is often not enough, two are often too many.)
8. Allow extra time to do things and to get to places.
9. Pace yourself. Spread out big changes and difficult projects over time; don’t lump the hard things all together.
10. Take one day at a time. (more…)

Last night, or most likely 2 minutes before I awoke this morning I had a very vivid dream. The dream started with me hearing myself breathing and feeling very tired. Then I realized that I was being chased but I was not running but crawling and could not stand. I turned to look over my shoulder to see my pursuer which was a white wild boar. I turned back and crawled as fast as I could all the while I am moving a piece of cardboard and crawling on it or carrying it along with me. I not sure why I had this piece of cardboard. The boar was running at a full sprint and saying “I’m gonna get you!” but I was able to stay a good distance in front of him. I kept looking back and the boar was gaining ground. After what seemed like hours of running (or crawling) from this boar I heard someone say “Turn and face the boar!” The voice came from no where and there was nobody around. So I stopped, my knees on the cardboard and turned toward the boar. He stopped and slowly walked closer and I petted his head and said “Good Piggy!” He wagged his curly tail and turned and walked away! I paused and watched him walk down the path that seemed many miles long and then I turned around and continued on my journey. I believe I was standing then and I felt as if a heavy burden had been lifted. As I continued my journey I constantly looked over my shoulder to see the boar still walking away. Then I noticed it was not a boar at all but just a common pig.

This dream seemed so real and it is bugging me still. Any ideas? I keep thinking “Turn and face your fears!” Sometimes we just have to face the boar. The question is, what is my boar? What is your boar?