old car, foster boy, check point
Posted: Mon Feb 03, 2014 2:03 am
Hi all hope you are well in the Lord. Had a dream the other day and I am putting here.
The dream opened with me driving an old car. This old car reminds me of a 1957 old car I had when I was sort of a bum living under the kindness of church folks of the church I am a member of......one that I would have committed suicide in if the Lord had not took the steering wheel and turned it. he spoke to me in a audible voice saying I love you cause I had spend time in great sadness. And it's the car the doors were held shut by bungee cords. The car I used for church stuff. That dear old senior lady who was so kind to a young wannabee man.
Ok, sorry memory kicked in, it was only 30+ years ago. So in the car was my son and a foster, not my nephew who is leaving but a new kid they is having problems with my son. They were sitting together in the front seat. We were driving along in the old beat up car. Ahead of us appeared what looked like a border crossing. Lanes of cars ahead and I seemed nervous or a toll booth building across the freeway.
So all I see is cars stopped, more cars coming in. I see an opening I take it and as I go I must make corrections then the way I choose get narrow, and more narrow. Soon I come to a stop pinned between the cars and the building. No car damage. So I look around and I want out because I want past this place now. So I back up. I slightly touch another car's side mirror, as I backed up. I backed up a lot no troubles. Then saw another way forward and took it. As I drove forward we came to of all things a security check point. Police all around to check the car. Under and inner, over, and all around....i saw all their equipment, like you see in the movies when you see them check a car for security.
So I had to stop within the surrounding bars. And I see the seats and the basic frame of the car but nothing esle the foster boy quacking got into the back seat and. Got ready. I turn and look and watch then the dream starts to fade. I wake up.
This dream is the first time I have had a dream of this foster boy, this might be the foster kid that I was told another was coming.
Thanks for reading.
Scott
The dream opened with me driving an old car. This old car reminds me of a 1957 old car I had when I was sort of a bum living under the kindness of church folks of the church I am a member of......one that I would have committed suicide in if the Lord had not took the steering wheel and turned it. he spoke to me in a audible voice saying I love you cause I had spend time in great sadness. And it's the car the doors were held shut by bungee cords. The car I used for church stuff. That dear old senior lady who was so kind to a young wannabee man.
Ok, sorry memory kicked in, it was only 30+ years ago. So in the car was my son and a foster, not my nephew who is leaving but a new kid they is having problems with my son. They were sitting together in the front seat. We were driving along in the old beat up car. Ahead of us appeared what looked like a border crossing. Lanes of cars ahead and I seemed nervous or a toll booth building across the freeway.
So all I see is cars stopped, more cars coming in. I see an opening I take it and as I go I must make corrections then the way I choose get narrow, and more narrow. Soon I come to a stop pinned between the cars and the building. No car damage. So I look around and I want out because I want past this place now. So I back up. I slightly touch another car's side mirror, as I backed up. I backed up a lot no troubles. Then saw another way forward and took it. As I drove forward we came to of all things a security check point. Police all around to check the car. Under and inner, over, and all around....i saw all their equipment, like you see in the movies when you see them check a car for security.
So I had to stop within the surrounding bars. And I see the seats and the basic frame of the car but nothing esle the foster boy quacking got into the back seat and. Got ready. I turn and look and watch then the dream starts to fade. I wake up.
This dream is the first time I have had a dream of this foster boy, this might be the foster kid that I was told another was coming.
Thanks for reading.
Scott