The dream

My husband and I were in this home, I was not familiar with the home…

And one of my husband’s son was having challenges (this is true in reality). We were going about life as normal but my husband had to leave to go and get his son because his behavior was not right….so I informed my husband that he should take his son and have him take a mental assessment because if anything happen then he (my husband) would have something he could show the judge, that he had did everything he could possibly do for his son. Agreeably, husband agreed and went to get his son – we went to sleep and woke up and my husband was upset because our dog had accidently pooped in the house and he my husband was cleaning it up…I asked my husband were was his son, because he was no longer in the house and had left without informing us..

Next phase, we were at the authorities, regarding my stepson. (But I can’t remember everything- except an old male friend of mine was crying and I was trying to console him)

Upon leaving I met this lady she needed to go to the store and purchase some things, my sister in law was with us. So, it was three of us – me, my sister-in-law, and this lady. My sister-in-law wanted to know if the lady had monies or something of that nature and they were exchanging somethings (not for sure if it was money or what). Then, for some reason I felt the need to go and find a church, so we finally found a church and went inside- but I had questions I needed to ask. We were greeted and ushered into the church midway, but I asked if I could talk to someone before I went into the sanctuary, so I stayed back I knew I didn’t want to talk with the pastor although he came out- no, I insisted on talking with a female leader or usher, so this lady came and took me to this room – while the others went inside the sanctuary.

Then, I started asking question – my first question was “Who are the pastors?” and the Lady showed me a picture of this Vietnam couple, and said they were the Pastors of the church. I thought this was strange because the pastor I had just saw was African American, but quickly realized this was a multi-cultural church. So, we started talking and she ask me if I had really been seeking God and I answered, yes… she then, pulled out this head ring and put it upon my head- it was thin metal and had a open core at the top- When she put it on, it was like a beam entered into the inside and I felt I was entering God’s presence but it was different, and I wasn’t comfortable, so I asked her about the head ring and she said it was eastern mysticism- I was not comfortable with it at all. She continued to talk to me about the church and was ready to take me inside the sanctuary, but for some reason I took off my shoes and put on a different pair of shoes to enter the sanctuary but the shoes were too big and when I looked down I could see the back of the shoes extending farther than my feet, so I told the lady no, let me go get my own shoes and I did, when I put my shoes back on and headed toward the sanctuary – I woke up.