Dream Journal
Barb, Glenn, Maria and I were walking down a dirt road in the middle of the country. The road was flanked on both sides by beautiful green trees and a grassy field was up ahead. I had a large stack of herbs I had picked from my garden. I placed the herbs into a neat pile on the side of the road near a corner.
As we were sitting down for devotions, I noticed Vicki was not wearing any makeup. She was very worried about how she looked and was ashamed that she would be seen in public without her makeup on. I didn’t think she looked bad at all, and didn’t find it to be an issue.
She cried at how horrible she looked and the rest of the staff tried to reassure her. She confessed that she doesn’t have a mirror in the bathroom at her new house and therefore couldn’t put on her makeup.