(A/LongTime/Ago)
In this dream me and Sebastian, my brother, were praise singers at our church. I don’t think it was a youth service because both Bro. Pendergrass and Bro. Pagan were up on the platform going about the normal service business. For some reason the church kept changing kind of like a time blur thing or a time laps was being played. The platform was fine and normal and everyone wasn’t acting like the rest of the church seemed weird or anything. Bro. Pagan was leading song service and kinda vamping little things in between songs and Bro. Pendergrass had the other microphone and snuck in a few jokes. Bro. Pagan just kinda blew it off and said something like, “You’re not really inspiring me here”. Laughing it off, he continued on to the message after a few songs. He gave the message title and somehow linked my name to it. I couldn’t tell if he said “(message title here), like Bryan Conard” or if he just said his title and looked back at me and said my name, I couldn’t tell. Me and Sebastian looked at each other trying to figure out what was going on, and we both just kinda had questioning looks on our faces.
Then the dream changed and I was in the back of the church, only the church wasn’t the church; it was a supermarket. I decided to walk towards the front of the church to go hear the preaching or teaching and ran into Keisha and Heather. They were on their way out the front door (obviously in the front, but that’s different than in the church). Me and some of the other people who could see them heading out were asking them to stay, but they kept saying that they couldn’t or wouldn’t or something like that. That group of people that were asking Keisha and Heather to stay were the people getting ready for church and were just sitting in loose chairs waiting for service to start. I was aiming to sit in a seat with an empty seat in front of me so that I could use it as a foot rest. … Then I woke up.
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