Wierd Dream ... or was it?

Wednesday morning, I had a very strange and scary dream. I dreamt about my friend Tracy and her husband Glen, who has been sick, and the doctors haven't been able to figure out what's wrong for at least two years. Well, in my dream, he succumbed to his sickness. At that very moment, I felt a chill - a VERY strong chill - go up my back. At this point I believe I was awake, because the tingling feeling was real. But everything around me was very bright. I couldn't see anything, not even Jesus, in the light. At first I was scared, but as soon as I realized I couldn't do anything about it, I prayed for the Lord to make sure my children were taken care of in my absence. And then I woke up.

I'm really not sure what to make of this, except maybe that I still need to work on my relationship with Him. I know I'm not yet where I need to be.

Father, wake me up to your glory and peace. Open my eyes to what it is you want me to learn from this.