25-08-2022, 08:12 AM
(This post was last modified: 25-08-2022, 10:56 AM by gracefilled.)
Good morning Prophet
1. In our sitting room, sister N was present and it seem to be dark. I was happily swinging to and fro in the air.
2. As I can remember. I was hurrying to somewhere during the day, I kept wondering why I no longer see lady C-Favour of Facebook in my dreams. I also noticed I was not wearing bras but I didn't mind. I passed by some guavas on display and wished I came out with my purse. I got to where some Hausas sell things and I either bought kulikuli or puff-puff. But it was also as if it was mama that sold it to me. Somehow, I saw I was having my purse with some money in it. I was happy and concluded I would buy the guava on my way back...
3. I was in an unknown church gathering and when it was time for offertory I joined the line. But I was the only one who took a different route to return to my seat. The warder tried to make me join same route with the others, I told her my seat was nearby.
4. As I can remember. An unknown fair lady was saying something as she was busy about. I admired her courage and belief in herself. I said that she refused to accept she is growing old. In her lamentations she insisted she would some day be a good singer, her heart desire. And she seem to be working towards her other goals. I wanted to say something about her moving on and remarrying, but when I remembered what the Bible said in one of the letters of Saint Paul about a partner remarrying when the other partner is still alive, I kept quiet.
5. This isn't a dream. After my midnight I set my alarm clock to 05:40 am, hoping to get up and do my morning prayers at exactly 05:45. My alarm rang but I kept turning it off. Somehow, I noticed a tall man was sitting on a stool not far from my bed and watching me. His posture was like one waiting/hoping for something from someone. I couldn't make out his face because it was dark but I can say he's a dark man but he didn't look frightening. I thought it was mama till I woke up to realise mama had been sleeping in her room.
My little nephew's encounter
6. Divine is one of the names given to me by my parents, specifically by my mother. But my father calls me 'Dinco' , a form of pet name derived from Divine by him.
Sleeping on same bed with my aunt last night I faced the wall, backing my aunt. But I was awake while my aunt was sleeping. Then I heard someone whose voice sounded like that of my dad call me, Dinco! twice. I felt the person was in the room at that moment. I didn't turn and didn't answer.
Thank you. God bless you.
1. In our sitting room, sister N was present and it seem to be dark. I was happily swinging to and fro in the air.
2. As I can remember. I was hurrying to somewhere during the day, I kept wondering why I no longer see lady C-Favour of Facebook in my dreams. I also noticed I was not wearing bras but I didn't mind. I passed by some guavas on display and wished I came out with my purse. I got to where some Hausas sell things and I either bought kulikuli or puff-puff. But it was also as if it was mama that sold it to me. Somehow, I saw I was having my purse with some money in it. I was happy and concluded I would buy the guava on my way back...
3. I was in an unknown church gathering and when it was time for offertory I joined the line. But I was the only one who took a different route to return to my seat. The warder tried to make me join same route with the others, I told her my seat was nearby.
4. As I can remember. An unknown fair lady was saying something as she was busy about. I admired her courage and belief in herself. I said that she refused to accept she is growing old. In her lamentations she insisted she would some day be a good singer, her heart desire. And she seem to be working towards her other goals. I wanted to say something about her moving on and remarrying, but when I remembered what the Bible said in one of the letters of Saint Paul about a partner remarrying when the other partner is still alive, I kept quiet.
5. This isn't a dream. After my midnight I set my alarm clock to 05:40 am, hoping to get up and do my morning prayers at exactly 05:45. My alarm rang but I kept turning it off. Somehow, I noticed a tall man was sitting on a stool not far from my bed and watching me. His posture was like one waiting/hoping for something from someone. I couldn't make out his face because it was dark but I can say he's a dark man but he didn't look frightening. I thought it was mama till I woke up to realise mama had been sleeping in her room.
My little nephew's encounter
6. Divine is one of the names given to me by my parents, specifically by my mother. But my father calls me 'Dinco' , a form of pet name derived from Divine by him.
Sleeping on same bed with my aunt last night I faced the wall, backing my aunt. But I was awake while my aunt was sleeping. Then I heard someone whose voice sounded like that of my dad call me, Dinco! twice. I felt the person was in the room at that moment. I didn't turn and didn't answer.
Thank you. God bless you.