Because They Are My Flowers - Another Dream

Lest I forget ... Last night I dreamt my sisters and I were on some house boat. We were talking about all sorts of things...athletes and what it’s like to be an MV player. We were talking about different athletes...their salvation and their insecurities and mess-ups then all of a sudden somebody started blaming it on a particular girlfriend (this part is still not so clear...in the dream it seemed like a sudden and out of the blue switch) then I started praying and stopped. As I opened my eyes I saw my sister-K covered up under a blanket and closing her eyes while

somebody (a fourth person who I still can’t figure out who it was , the person seemed female) was talking...she was praying for so long that my other sister –R started praying too and finished praying before she did but the entire time I was there listening to the person talk. Then I, or was it that fourth person got the idea of starting a women’s ministry...the person pointed to the fact that we had already considered it and had done up brochures where we were targeting little girls, teen girls, college girls and young adults, but in the dream it seemed logical to us that it should be Young Adults who would impact these other groups.

There was a flashback somewhere in the dream or maybe it was a dream before a dream...it’s not so clear to me but I remember the journey to get to the house boat/ house. I had somehow separated from my sisters even though we were on our way to the same place. I ended up at one point walking past people who were naked men and men with women watching doing strange things like in some art mural. I remember at one point walking on a major highway that was somehow damaged and plus highways weren’t built with sidewalks so there was nowhere safe for me to walk and all the vehicles were coming towards me fast and I was in constant danger. Then I remember changing the route and getting on a different road which was more country, there weren’t any cars but I got hungry along the way and stopped at this restaurant and grill that seemed familiar to me, in that I must have passed it before but never tried it, and when I did I found that the restaurant sold no food and had no grill, stove or tables; just one counter which it seemed the owner would come every day and open the shop just to wipe off. I was so disappointed and shocked but carried on till I finally got there and met this guy that I knew somehow from the past...Brian something another was his name, warm and friendly and he was driving this weird but expensive looking vehicle and I was so proud of how far he had come and I was so happy to have seen him, then when we finally got to the house everybody reunited including Brian and the sisters in my Aunty Sanna’s (who Brian had apparently just visited with) kitchen. The girls were catching up with Brian and I was chatting to Aunty Sanna and asking her how to prepare that funny meat she was cooking. End of Flash...

Then we were back on the house boat, upper deck where we had to decide on a day...and because of work and other activities...not sure whose...it could only be Tuesday or Thursday...somehow the Church had a balcony and so we decided to meet on the balcony...we had also somehow done up brochures/invite cards before and so we went in search of the invite cards and all the tools that we would need to make hand-made adjusted invite cards and we found everything, invites/brochures, scrap pretty paper..I remember seeing purple, scissors, hole punch...can’t recall finding glue though. Just when we were about ready to get to work my phone rang...   

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I woke up and looked for my phone and it was LaTonya at 9:37am...when I tried calling back I didn’t get her the first time and started worrying a bit (we’ve had a history with early calls being synonymous to bad news) when I finally got her back she said she was trying to call her father and dialled my number by mistake...I just laughed and said that there is no such thing as by mistake, she still insisted it was a mistake but I was laughing because of the dream and sticking by my position...no mistake. So after the call I started talking to God and asking him why women and that’s when I realized that I was staring at my living room curtain (yea...I was sleeping in the couch) which had 6 flowers at the top and flowers in the middle where it was tied up and I felt my spirit/His spirit answer ‘because they are my flowers’.