When the Homily is about Immunology

The sun'll come out....

...tomorrow.

They say that we always dream, it's just that most of the times we do not remember them.

How often have I laid in bed waiting (usually very briefly) to fall asleep when the ever hopeful planning synapses of my brain begin to sputter to life. Sometimes, like dreams, they take on a life of their own and seem rather to speak to me as opposed to being spoken by me - maybe I am crazy. The words vary from time to time, but they always follow a rather consistent theme: tomorrow.

Tomorrow, I will reduce my caloric intake to lose the rest of the wight I need to lose.
Tomorrow, I will begin to exercise - walk more or perhaps get the tire fixed on that bike.
Tomorrow, I will be more cautious with my spending and will be more fiscally responsible.
Tomorrow, I will pray more and will go to church more.
Tomorrow, I will play more with my children and I will demonstrate perfect patience.
Tomorrow, yes, tomorrow, I will be the ideal father - ala Micheal Landon from Little House.
Tomorrow, I will make a more conscious effort to show my wife how much I love and appreciate her.
Tomorrow, I will finish my remodeling projects.
Tomorrow, I will....

Certainly my "sleeping dreams" aren't the only ones to be forgotten come morning.