​In the first dream, we all were participating in two different events. I was going around helping a lot of people with the different things they had to do to ensure the success of these activities surrounding the two events. But some of the things some of the Christians were doing were disturbing to me and I was attempting to correct the actions of these ones in the dream.

​For instance, in the first dream, there was a black woman that was maybe in her sixties. She had a special assignment she was supposed to do during the activity we all were doing together. (It was one activity that was supposed to be done together, but each one of us or group of us had specific tasks to do in order to finish the one task. I hope that made sense.) But instead of performing the task that she was supposed to do, she kept acting like she was in her twenties or early thirties. (In other words, she was doing things you would not expect a woman of her age and stature to be doing). She stood in front of the group and kept twerking in a sexually provocative way. So, I walked over to her and grabbed her hands, and politely told her that she can’t be doing that. That wasn’t right. Then I placed my left hand on her right hip and my right hand in her left hand. And I begin to do a slow waltz dance with her. And then I said to her, “see, Mrs. Brandy, this is what you should be doing.” She looked at me with a smile and slowly begin to really flow with me in the dance. But every now and then, as we danced, she will fall into this twerking pose. (SMH).

And this is how my first dream pretty much went. There were many different tasks going on by individuals and groups (Christians) all over the place simultaneously. As I moved between the groups and individuals, I was checking on their progress, helping out with some tasks, and correcting others. Most of the dream was focused on those I had to correct for one reason or another. Near the end of this dream, I was really getting frustrated with this one sister who was between the age of 35 and 45. And then I woke up. 
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​As I mentioned before, in the second dream. I was really having problems with this thirty or forty-something young, black, female minister. She was being a real pain in the butt for everyone. She would not listen. She did not work well with others. She did not want to follow the direction, guidance, or lead of anyone. And she just talked vulgarly. She did not use foul language, but she just talked in a nasty tone, demeanor, and heart posture. 
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By this time in the dream, we all were on a bus, heading to a specific location. At first, I was on the back of the bus, walking from person to person, interacting with different ones, helping different ones, etc. I was slowly making my way up to the front of the bus. Finally, when I got to the front part of the bus, there was one open seat. So, I finally sat down near the window and was staring out it. When I overheard an unpleasant conversation going on between that 30 or 40 something female minister and another minister of the LORD. I did not like the sound or tone of the conversation. So, I looked in her direction with great irritation. And lo and behold, she was sitting in the seat right in front of me. As I listened, I was getting more and more upset with this young minister. Until at some point, I just finally had enough. I got up out of my seat and firmly addressed this young lady's behavior. She looked extremely shocked by the way I was addressing and speaking to her. Now, to be honest, I do not even know what happened to trigger me to do what I did next. But eventually, I grabbed her head and pushed the right side of her face down on the top part of the seat where she was sitting. And then I held her face down on the seat while applying a lot of pressure and I refused to release her as she struggled to get free from my grip. Then at some point, the dream went dark.
 
When there was light again. The bus appeared to have made it to our designation. And lo and behold. The young female minister who was getting on my last and everyone else's last, the two of us were talking and laughing together at a table like we were best friends. And then I woke up. 
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So, Felicia, my ministry partner, at some point saw the text I sent her that I had a weird dream I need to share with her. So, she called and asked about the dream. I told her the two dreams were kind of fuzzy but I will share what I could recall.
After sharing the dream, she was quiet and very intrigued by what she heard. So, she prayed concerning the dreams, and then this interpretation poured out of her. Listen to the audio recording below.