I had a dream. I dreamt that I was at the inauguration. It was so cool!!! Patriotic flags flying, people crying, cheering, so on and so forth.
But.
It wasn't Barack Obama, or George W. Bush on the stand. It wasn't even the Presidential inauguration. It was our Bishop that was being released, and a new one being sworn in. Fanfare and all. And the {old} Bishops wife was up on the podium with him, he escorted her off to band music playing, as the new Bishop took his place, but not before being sworn in on a Bible by a Supreme Court Justice. Or maybe it was a Book of Mormon... I can't remember. But I remember crying and thinking how special it was to be present on such an important day.
I think I need to stop watching the news so much.
4 comments:
I'm telling. Recommends are lost because of dreams like this. You're going down.
ha ha ha! That's funny.
{{leaning close to whisper}}
I've got all the seats by the AC in hell reserved. Let me know if you want me to hook you up!
either you watch too much t.v. or your subconcious is reiterating (spelling on that?) how important the church is in your scope of things. I'll bet it is the later because you are so great you even think spiritual thoughts in your sleep. :)
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