Epiphany?

I have been praying for quite a few things lately. One of them is for Allah to guide me and my kid (and my siblings) to the right path and make us strong in our faith, ameen. Yesterday we went out and stayed out most of the day. It really poured rain off and on the whole time we were out. I took the opportunity to make Dua for those above-mentioned things.

Last night the kid came home and was dying to see some show called Camp Rock. A Disney show. It had a lot of singing and boy/girl crap. I personally wanted to watch the gymnastics tryouts for the Olympics, but I let her watch the show. She watches Disney channel all day and all it is is music and magic. My poor kid knows next to nothing about Islam. I fell asleep hearing them singing their lungs out. Near fajr I had a dream.

We're not supposed to tell bad dreams...but this wasn't so much bad as ...just scary. Well to be on the safe side I won't go into details. But it was very apocalyptic, with me, my mom and aunt and a rain of firey ash, pillar of fire and a beast crawling out the earth. I considered it a wake up call that the last day is coming and I'm doing nothing special to get ready. More importantly, neither is my kid. I'm going to start today with her Islamic education. She will buck like there's no tomorrow and I'm seriously going to be cutting down on her Disney watching. Freaking Satanist company.