My husband was driving us - he said he had to show me something. We turned left onto the road that goes to our friends' house (the same friends that I posted in "Dream Questions" about always dreaming about). Then I saw a trailer park on the right side of the road; there were only very old trailers, like from the 1950's to 1970's. There was a cluster of 4 very old, very small, silver colored ones together, and that's where we went.
We were sitting around a small room with lots of other people, maybe about 20 of us all together. There were only 2 other females there that I was aware of, a mother and daughter. I seemed to know the daughter, and the mom reminded me strongly of a *very* sweet lady at my church, the children's pastor. It wasn't her, but maybe someone representing her sweet spirit or her ministry? The walls were brown wood paneling, the seats of the benches we were on were black vinyl, and the windows were small, but it was not uncomfortable or hot and stuffy. A big burly man told me this was where I would be staying in Haiti. (Our church actively supports a children's home in Haiti, and I have been having many dreams lately about Haiti.) I looked around for roaches and not seeing any, decided I could handle it. Then another man told me he needed to show me his knife in another room. I thought he wanted to kill me
so I told my husband we needed to leave. I woke up briefly and I had the old Bangles song "Eternal Flame" in my mind. I only listen to Christian music now so this was not from me ...
Close your eyes, give me your hand, do you feel my heart beating, do you understand? Do you feel the same? Am I only dreaming? Or is this burning an eternal flame?
Fell right back to sleep and the dream continued. I was going down the escalator at the mall with the teen girl. We were both wearing long skirts and I mentioned how every store in the mall had long skirts from all over the world. (Each store represented a different country.) She said she liked long skirts from a particular foreign country and when I asked why, she said she was from there.
We went back to the trailer so she could tell her mom I liked long skirts, She was very excited about it. The mom asked me if I was a Christian, and I said yes. I noticed that this time, the walls were light blue. Again, there were LOTS of people in this little space. She had a pretty basket full of white, spiral-bound books - Christian literature of some sort. She offered to let me read them.
I went out and was walking towards a local mall. At the crosswalk, I saw my mom coming (walking towards the mall as well, but to the left of me) and she had a 3yo boy with her. I *assumed* it was my 2-month old son, but in the future, and I went to hold his hand. This mall IRL is called International Plaza. When I woke up, that song was in my head again, and I felt like Jesus was singing it to me, with me singing back the part that says, "Am I only dreaming?" because I have been wondering if these dreams about Haiti are from Him or just from hearing about Haiti from church.
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