QUOTE (lesliefain @ Nov 8 2008, 04:50 PM)

I dont ever remember my dreams except when I believe I have visions and remember them very vividly. But lately I have been having wierd bad dreams. Last nite I dreamt that a girl was laying on the ground and I picked up her body but her upper torso was torn off and all bloody and I put both parts into a coffin but she was still alive and kept crying and trying to move no one knew what to do. I put the lid on so people couldnt see her but we could hear her and her still trying to move. I woke up and I feel horrified by it. It makes me uneasy, I remember the scripture that says death will flee from you during tribulation. Is anyone else having bad dreams? Does this mean anything?
Lesliefain :
The upper torso are the bride's ( feminine 'Church' ) head/brain, heart,
lungs, arms . . .
The bottom torso are the bride's ( feminine 'Church' ) sexual organs ( representing the `child bearing` ability, of the Church/bride of Christ ), legs
for walking . . .
The Bride of Christ, 'The Church', has lost its child bearing organs (new converts), its legs for walking (movement) to spread the True Gospel of Jesus Christ, the Messiah. The head of the Church is the Bridegroom, Christ. The Bride's grieving in the casket is the mourning of the daughter's of Zion . . . waiting for our re-birth by our Lord's return, `He` will unite the torn body of the Bride.
The gathering . . .
And the casket, is represented in the Lamentations message I presented
at the forum, as follows :
post#14
http://www.christian-forum.net/index.php?s...22655&st=12Book Of Lamentations = `funeral Songs`, LESSONS:~Parallel tribute to Justice/ThisWind~
excerpt:
The P R I N C E , my Prince Jesus Christ, Oh my Prince, your kiss I have waited upon my heart, to be bestowed on my lips.
My soul delights, in your love Lord, I open my eyes (Ayin) and remember how I had my eyes (Ayin) wide shut . . . [ although, I thought they were wide open ] . . . as I am laying inside this glass coffin of anger, anger belonging to the troop called, h u m a n being’s.
` take me home, dear father, please take me home.`
I mount the white horse with my P r i n c e, we escape through the heavenly portal, to the new day of the paradise. He prepared me for the redemption, my Prince adorned me with His kiss . . .
I glance quickly . . .
. . . the glass coffin was shattered from His Holy Presence . . .
Yes, my Father came to set the captive, in the bondage, free !
In the Lord, we are free indeed . . .