School, son, truck, bus, gloves

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School, son, truck, bus, gloves

Post by sigmon2 » Mon Feb 26, 2018 3:07 am

Hi all,
Hope the Lord is with each of you. Had a dream. Dream started with me pulling up to the school to pick up my son. I had to go somewhere and he had to go with me. He had somewhere to go too. But I needed to go so I told him to get in, and I had had to try and get turned around for the exit. There were sports players everywhere, spring sports. My son wanted to change clothes and I was going to park a minute so he could but there was no places safe.
I had to back up some till I finally got to a spot but cars were coming in. It was like no way to get out. But finally I drove through anyway. As I went I got blocked at the second exit, the car just sat there. So backed up a little the car behind me did not want to move, I turned right, and it was a wide crazy turn and I find a narrow road with travel coming at me.
I see a big truck or construction struck of some kind. Cars trying to get around it. I go up on the curb missing the car that went around and kept going in my 4x4 truck with no problem. It was funny cause others from the school were following me. So I pass the truck get down off the curb and cross a bridge of some sort. As I did so I ran over something.
So I keep driving, I look back and see sparks coming off a piece of metal on the road hook to the truck. So I keep going hoping it will fall off. I go down a hill and come up to a place that I am sure I have been to before, like a job or something, or some other place. I focus on it a minute then I decide to stop the truck and take out the thing I ran over. I hit the brakes but it was hard to stop the truck. It was hard to hold it. I even slide to the front of the truck and push back on the front of the truck holding the hood to keep it from moving.
So it stops moving, I back up cars behind are honking. One small convertible car, yellow, filled with school kids, pass on the right driving on the sidewalk. I am right on the corner just past the stop sign. As the kids go by they holler at me giving me the middle finger and drive off not care traffic was coming. The girl driving just did not care.
I turned and started toward the back of the truck and instead it was a short school bus. So go around and traffic is waiting or trying to get around the right way. I wave at the cars and trucks behind me. Then start toward the stuff dragging behind me. I call my son to come help me. I look and wow, it's a rack of leather work gloves. Blue and tan leather work gloves, brand new, scattered around and still in pairs on the rack. I holler for my son to hurray cause I was going to keep all these gloves. I manage to pull out the metal pipes and long pieces out of the back in between the bumper and other places. I open the bus door to call my son and he said coming, but he was changing clothes.
I shut the door and turn to pick up gloves and the dream ends.
Thanks for reading and considering.
Scott
Waiting on the Lord in a Hurry

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