There’s a bloody hand print on the mirror, my clothes are covered in blood I look around, yet everything is so spotless. I try to wash my hands of the blood but, it doesn’t want to come off. I look out my window and see the streets filled with dead people walking casually going nowhere. I cry out to God for his help and I hear nothing. I drop to my knees and start seeking his face crying not knowing what to do. I hear a whisper sweep across the room wash your hands clean. As I wash my hands I look out the window and the dead just disappear. I look down my hands are spotless. I look at my clothes, wearing a white robe. I begin to praise God. Then I awake from my sleep in a sweat .
I am a full time missionary living on the Navajo Nation on the New Mexico/Arizona state line. I am here with Navajo H2O at the First American Dream Center, and we help the Navajo people! Tuesday's and Thursday's we are open for them to come and receive food, we service both New Mexico and Arizona, in conjunction to that we give out free clothes and other donated stuff. When we are not busy, I like to go hiking up the mountains or just sit around and read a good book.