Dreams

Last night I had a dream about the Center. The place was in chaos and there was no one else around to help me out. I was running around trying to do this and that and left for a while only to come back to a group of guys sitting in a cirlce smoking crack. Great. What is one to do in this situation? I found myself very angry, at what I do not know. The guys for breaking the rules? For disrespecting the center? Myself for leaving the place unattended? The nature of this ministry because it is filled with so much failure?
I kicked them out, shoving the last gentlemen for trying to get back in. Imagine the nerve. But in trying to decipher this dream I am not sure what it means. Maybe nothing. Maybe I feel a little overwhelmed. It may be that I feel lonely in the work I am doing, despite all the leadership and help I receive from others. Maybe I feel as though I am not doing enough. I am happy, however, that I was strong enough to get the men out of the center. This job takes strength.
I do know one thing. This work, the center, the guys, my fellow workers...are all on my mind. And that is a good thing. This year is an opportunity to do something different with my life. Explore different people, live in new environments, awaken spirituality, the list could go on. Anything else would be selling myself short.