31-08-2022, 10:07 AM
Good morning Prophet
It's difficult for me to put these dreams together.
1. The scene was a place I did my secondary school and I was there with my present church members. I don't know if we prayed but there was some liquid on the floor. I had left but went back to clean it, I met the pastor cleaning it. In the field, people played ball and a lost ram ran into the field. A male church member chased it hard to kill it. I tried to stop him, telling him that everything is not about enemies, fighting and killing enemies. But he didn't listen. I left the place and was joined by my deceased cousin and his children...
2. Maybe a continuation of dream no 1. I was with a family and there was something about the man among them, marriage and me. I think he was a Muslim and I don't know the family... I found myself trying to pass in the midst of so many cattles. The further I went the more dangerous it seemed. I wanted to go back but my spirit asked me not to. I prayed and there was way for me to pass. I later wanted to narrate the incident to my colleagues, believing it might have to do with the Muslim man. But I didn't...
3. I came back to our house after plaiting my hair and realised I didn't pay the hair stylist. I wondered why she didn't remind me. I concluded I would go back and pay her.
4. In our house. I playfully struggled for some cooked African pears with someone...
5. In our house, a table was being set before a man, maybe the Muslim man in the dreams above. There were other persons in our house and they peeped, waiting for the outcome of me going to discuss with the man. When they spoke to me on why they were waiting, I ignored them, playing with strands of hair I pulled from my hair.
6. I was in a place like where I did my primary school. I don't know what happened but a man was really after me. I learnt he returned from the overseas and a psyche/narcissist. Running from him I saw a sleeping baby suffocating by the clothes used to cover it. I removed the clothes. Running away, I realized I was barefoot. But I checked my bag and saw my purse and edibles. I concluded I would buy a pair of bathroom slippers on my way. I joined some passengers in a bus... I never returned to the place where I met the man.
Thank you. God bless you.
It's difficult for me to put these dreams together.
1. The scene was a place I did my secondary school and I was there with my present church members. I don't know if we prayed but there was some liquid on the floor. I had left but went back to clean it, I met the pastor cleaning it. In the field, people played ball and a lost ram ran into the field. A male church member chased it hard to kill it. I tried to stop him, telling him that everything is not about enemies, fighting and killing enemies. But he didn't listen. I left the place and was joined by my deceased cousin and his children...
2. Maybe a continuation of dream no 1. I was with a family and there was something about the man among them, marriage and me. I think he was a Muslim and I don't know the family... I found myself trying to pass in the midst of so many cattles. The further I went the more dangerous it seemed. I wanted to go back but my spirit asked me not to. I prayed and there was way for me to pass. I later wanted to narrate the incident to my colleagues, believing it might have to do with the Muslim man. But I didn't...
3. I came back to our house after plaiting my hair and realised I didn't pay the hair stylist. I wondered why she didn't remind me. I concluded I would go back and pay her.
4. In our house. I playfully struggled for some cooked African pears with someone...
5. In our house, a table was being set before a man, maybe the Muslim man in the dreams above. There were other persons in our house and they peeped, waiting for the outcome of me going to discuss with the man. When they spoke to me on why they were waiting, I ignored them, playing with strands of hair I pulled from my hair.
6. I was in a place like where I did my primary school. I don't know what happened but a man was really after me. I learnt he returned from the overseas and a psyche/narcissist. Running from him I saw a sleeping baby suffocating by the clothes used to cover it. I removed the clothes. Running away, I realized I was barefoot. But I checked my bag and saw my purse and edibles. I concluded I would buy a pair of bathroom slippers on my way. I joined some passengers in a bus... I never returned to the place where I met the man.
Thank you. God bless you.