The following happens between 12:00 a.m. and 1:00 a.m.

It has been a long day. As I lay in bed beside Emily, I kept thinking about what had unfolded. There was the comment spam, the hijacking of the Simply Strategic Show and the three Innovative Church Conference speakers that were now hostages. On top of that, Andy Stanley called, Marky Mark paid a visit without the Funky Bunch, Mark Beeson lost his mojo, Larry Wilcox from CHiPs was temporarily our executive pastor, Seth Godin wielded a water gun and Emily and I played some sheet music to the soundtrack of 24. What are the odds of all of that happening in one day?

As I considered all the adventure of my day, I found myself getting very tired. I had been on the go since 7:00 a.m. this morning. My body told me I needed to sleep, but my mind wouldn’t let me sleep. And, of course, whenever I face this problem, I do what all Notre Dame football fans do to fall asleep—I started counting our national championships. One national championship in 1924. Two national championships in 1929.  Three national championships in 1930.  Four national championship in 1938… Thirteen national championships in 1988…

All of a sudden I realized I was both asleep and dreaming—at least I think I was dreaming. In this state of consciousness or unconsciousness, the Cleveland Indians were still in the pennant race, my grass was green but didn’t need mowed, Lucky Brand jeans were half-priced at The Buckle and Emily wanted to listen to the 24 soundtrack every night. Yes, this was indeed a dream. Wow! Now that I’m dreaming, I wonder what will happen next…

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