Hello all!
If you don't know me very well, then you may not understand this, but I really just need to get it off my chest. I am VERY into dreams. I think that there are sole reasons for them, and I believe they have have a plethora of meaning. I, myself, have dreams just about every night. Usually senseless, until lately anyway. I mean, I usually can't remember the dream the next day. I still think the dream has meaning and I still think it's sufficient, but I feel I remember the dreams that God wants me to remember. I've been having happy dreams lately about someone who has become very close to me. Granted, he's my fubar hubby, but anyway moving on. My dream last night started off with my little brother Richard and me entering a pretty dangerous contest. The contest was to swim into a cave and risk getting our hands eaten off by some weird animal, to get whatever was hidden behind these animals. It wouldn't have mattered if a glut of people showed up, they would all get a chance. I show up with my brother, Richard and he goes right for it. He gets the prize and says, "It's so easy, just do it!" So I did it, and I got a prize as well. We proceeded to walk out of the cave to bring our prizes up to show the contest people that were were the only ones to brave the dangerous animals. At that point, the dream took a turn. I was in, what looked like, a parsonage. The scene took place around a church I used to go to for about 9 years. I get a call in the parsonage (my roommate, Corryn, was there with me). It's my brother, Aaron. He says to me over and over again, "Murder, murder, murder, murder!" I hear an ambulance in the background. My brother, Richard comes into te parsonage saying, "They killed our brother" I then RUN outside the parsonage and see my brother, Aaron and his girlfriend Lauren, carrying a body. I realize then that it's my brother, Josh. I notice that he has a bloody knife in his hand. I don't think I've ever felt more scared in my entire life. I began to SCREAM in my dream. Screaming and sobbing so loud - so hard. My roommate kept saying, "No, Becka!" I didn't understand why Josh was holding the knife and then let go of it, but, i then realized that whoever had killed him had framed him - making his death look like a suicide. I woke up from this dream immediately and realized I was screaming out loud. I woke up crying, not knowing what to think. I was shaking. I was scared. I called my brother Josh to make sure he was okay, and he answered, but was at work. I just got that chance to tell him I loved him. What does it mean? I think it's something spiritual in my own life. Like my faith is dying. God knew he needed someone very special to me to die in a dream by a church to give me that wake up call. To all my family - I love each and every one of you with all my heart. To my friends, you are equally important to me. When I befriend someone, I love them unconditionally. Without a shadow of a doubt, they are family to me. I just want everyone in my life to know that if anything would ever happen to any one of you, I would lose myself. I would lose my heart. Forever and Always. I love you all <3
