Dream

So I had a really weird dream last night, and most of the time its like whatever, some stupid dream, or I’ll tell someone just cuz it was so random and made no sense, but this one… was just, really weird and its kind of bugging me…

So here is my dream….

I woke up, like it was any normal Saturday, no school or anything. Just like normal cept there was some girl that I’ve never met before in my room, and she was trying to tell me something but I couldn’t understand what it is. Mostly I was wondering who she was and what she was doing in my room… then I went through the morning nothing much exciting, but that girl kept following me around, still trying to say something that didn’t make sense, finally she was like ‘you understand soon enough’ but still followed me around. Then suddenly everything went black, like everything, the whole house, the sky outside, it was like the middle one the nigh, even though it was the afternoon. And then it went back to normal, cept there was this African tribe that was running through my hallway shouting something. But me and this girl were the only ones who noticed. At this point I was really wondering what was going on, so I went to go and talk to my dad bout what was going on, thinking I was just hallucinating or something (this was one of those dreams that seemed very, very real) He was sitting at the table playing cards (like he normally does) when I went to talk to him, but he wouldn’t listen, he didn’t even notice me, but he seemed really upset. So then I went to poke him to get his attention, cept my hand went right through him. That’s when the girl came up and said that I was dead, and that she would explain exactly what happened later. So stunned I just stood there for a while, I tried to talk to dad some more but it didn’t work. So I just stood watching him play cards, when he got stuck on what to do next, not even thinking I reached over and was like ‘play this card’ then when I touched the card it moved. (which was weird cuz the cards were the only thing in the house, outside of my room that I could actually physically touch) that interested me so I tried it again, that time my dad noticed and got freaked out, and the girl noticed to. She quickly pulled me away and told me that I should never do that again. She decided then that we should go for a walk, so we wondered around town for a bit. Then when we got to the school I noticed this funny looking lemur (type of monkey) sitting in the ditch by the school, and another one running around with the kids at the playground. So I was looking at it for a while when it turned and saw me, after a moment its face changed, I don’t know how to describe it but It was really, really scary, so I pointed it out to the girl, and she immediately knew what I was, and told me it was demon. So then she tried to banish it, she was quoting scripture and ordering it to leave ‘in the name of Jesus’ but it just laughed at her and said that ‘since she was dead, he didn’t have to listen to her’ so we just stood there and watched, as these two demons were taunting the kids as they played. The one would run around telling them all these lies, and the other would tell some of the kids to ‘go pick on so and so’ or ‘go say this to so and so’ and whatever it was they were told to say to that person was something negative that the other demon had just said to them. Then the bell rang and it was time for the kids to go home. The one immediately headed out to go taunt different people around town, and the other the kids as they get on the buses. Then when most of them had gotten on the bus he noticed someone else and started following that person home. I pointed out to the girl that I knew that person really well, and we went to try and get him to leave this person alone but we couldn’t do anything. So we followed them home, then when we got to the house we discovered that we could prevent him from going inside by using the front doo, so we sat on the doorstep. It was interesting because we couldn’t do anything to hurt the other, he couldn’t hurt us, we couldn’t hurt him, but for some reason he had to go in through that front door and if we sat there he couldn’t go past us. He explained that he had to use the front door, and couldn’t go in through a window or just walk though the walls cuz there was a mom inside who was praying, and that prevented him from going in. So we decided we would just stay there, and he pointed out that ‘so long as he wasn’t invited, he couldn’t go in. but if someone inside the house did something, even something that could be ‘accidentally mistaken’ as an invitation for him to come in, then there was nothing we could do to stop him.’ So we sat out there on that front step hoping and praying that no one inside did anything…
Then I asked the girl about angels, cuz I figured there was supposed to be God’s angels around to protect people. And she said that yeah there usually is, that it was really weird that we hadn’t seen any. At this the demon laughed but he didn’t say anything.
“At least” she pointed out to me “when you’re dead you can see things like this, things that you would never have seen otherwise.”
“But what good is seeing, and knowing these things if you can’t do anything about them?”

So then I woke up remembering that dream, and had some verse in my head but I don’t remember where its from or exactly how its worded, but it was something along the lines of God being our stronghold, and refuge, and that we would keep safe those who trusted in him.