This is a dream I had in the fall of 1983.
Scene 1
There is a lush green pasture with a small flock of sheep. Of them, I was the lead sheep. The flock had to leave that pasture and go through a enemy village. We had to get through without being seen by the enemy who lived there and had to travel during the middle of the day. There was only one way through and that was dead center down through the middle of the village. The village was an uninhabited looking place of windowless, door-less plain block buildings. There were no sidewalks or streets, just rows of block buildings with short grass separating them. There was no one in sight. As we were walking through the middle of the village we were spotted (no visual on this) and I knew that for the flock to get through I would have to stay behind.
Scene 2
I was no longer in sheep form, but now a human being and in a very large room where I was at the front a long line of people, facing them. Their eyes all looked lifeless. They looked like the walking dead – no light in their eyes, only a dullness and death. In front of me was a huge vat filled with something that looked like porridge. All the people held empty plates in front of them and I was putting food on their plates as they walked by. But, the amount I was giving them wasn't enough to sustain them. I didn't understand why, with this huge vat of food, I was only able to give them only a small ladle's worth. I was sent out of this room into an adjoining room.
Scene 3
I didn't know why I was in this room or what I was supposed to do there. This room was not where the people I had been feeding went to eat their portion. I thought maybe I was supposed to clean off the tables, so I went over to one table and there was an oriental man sitting there. People in this place didn’t openly acknowledge their Christianity, but I could discern it in him. He talked to me about how powerful agreeing in prayer was. Then, a bunch of Gestapo-looking men ordered me back into the room full of lifeless, walking-dead people.
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What I know about this dream is that it runs "backwards". I figured that out when I was attending Roeh Israel (a Messianic Jewish congregation) and learned there that Hebrew is read from right to left. Learning that solved some of the mystery about this dream because though Scene 1 and Scene 2 are first in the dream, I experienced Scene 3 first – I met the oriental man in November of 1984, before any of the rest of the dream had happened.
I may be past Scene 2 and somewhere in Scene 1, but I fail to interpret, or understand, the meaning of Scene 1. Any ideas?
Thanks,
Janet
Scene 1
There is a lush green pasture with a small flock of sheep. Of them, I was the lead sheep. The flock had to leave that pasture and go through a enemy village. We had to get through without being seen by the enemy who lived there and had to travel during the middle of the day. There was only one way through and that was dead center down through the middle of the village. The village was an uninhabited looking place of windowless, door-less plain block buildings. There were no sidewalks or streets, just rows of block buildings with short grass separating them. There was no one in sight. As we were walking through the middle of the village we were spotted (no visual on this) and I knew that for the flock to get through I would have to stay behind.
Scene 2
I was no longer in sheep form, but now a human being and in a very large room where I was at the front a long line of people, facing them. Their eyes all looked lifeless. They looked like the walking dead – no light in their eyes, only a dullness and death. In front of me was a huge vat filled with something that looked like porridge. All the people held empty plates in front of them and I was putting food on their plates as they walked by. But, the amount I was giving them wasn't enough to sustain them. I didn't understand why, with this huge vat of food, I was only able to give them only a small ladle's worth. I was sent out of this room into an adjoining room.
Scene 3
I didn't know why I was in this room or what I was supposed to do there. This room was not where the people I had been feeding went to eat their portion. I thought maybe I was supposed to clean off the tables, so I went over to one table and there was an oriental man sitting there. People in this place didn’t openly acknowledge their Christianity, but I could discern it in him. He talked to me about how powerful agreeing in prayer was. Then, a bunch of Gestapo-looking men ordered me back into the room full of lifeless, walking-dead people.
_________________________
What I know about this dream is that it runs "backwards". I figured that out when I was attending Roeh Israel (a Messianic Jewish congregation) and learned there that Hebrew is read from right to left. Learning that solved some of the mystery about this dream because though Scene 1 and Scene 2 are first in the dream, I experienced Scene 3 first – I met the oriental man in November of 1984, before any of the rest of the dream had happened.
I may be past Scene 2 and somewhere in Scene 1, but I fail to interpret, or understand, the meaning of Scene 1. Any ideas?
Thanks,
Janet
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