It's dark and we're sound asleep. A recording of a little girl slowly singing "Jesus loves me, the Bible tells me so," rings in our ears. We both hear it. I check the time, it's 4:20am. He is glad that I heard it too, to verify that he's not crazy. I'm not glad I heard it.
Was someone playing a recording right outside our window? Were they warning us before they started our house started on fire? Were they waiting for us to come downstairs to shoot us? Were they in our hallway? Was it a recording on one of those whacked out Jesus cars with the megaphones attached to the roof just driving around town in the middle of the night? Bryan asked if it could be a toy. I assured him no way, and besides, why would it suddenly start playing right now?
A friend who lives across the street should be up by now, maybe she heard the passing car too? With a racing heart I reached for my phone to text her and there it was again, "Jesus loves me, the Bible tells me so." This time we were wide awake and could identify where it was coming from. It was, in fact, a toy shoved right in between us under the covers. The dog moves things all over the house and surely this was her handiwork. And if it's a musical stuffed animal, we know that was my mother in law's handiwork.
So thank you Elliot and Mary Lynn for contributing to the creepiest wake up call ever. Still trying to get my heart rate back to normal...
Was someone playing a recording right outside our window? Were they warning us before they started our house started on fire? Were they waiting for us to come downstairs to shoot us? Were they in our hallway? Was it a recording on one of those whacked out Jesus cars with the megaphones attached to the roof just driving around town in the middle of the night? Bryan asked if it could be a toy. I assured him no way, and besides, why would it suddenly start playing right now?
A friend who lives across the street should be up by now, maybe she heard the passing car too? With a racing heart I reached for my phone to text her and there it was again, "Jesus loves me, the Bible tells me so." This time we were wide awake and could identify where it was coming from. It was, in fact, a toy shoved right in between us under the covers. The dog moves things all over the house and surely this was her handiwork. And if it's a musical stuffed animal, we know that was my mother in law's handiwork.
So thank you Elliot and Mary Lynn for contributing to the creepiest wake up call ever. Still trying to get my heart rate back to normal...
Soooooo freaky.
ReplyDeleteHaha!! This is hilarious and SO CREEPY to wake up to. Good thing you blog & we get to hear about it :)
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It's God's way of telling you to send Simon to private school.
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