Dreams

     I woke up at a ridiculously early hour this morning. It was morning, but the sun was still asleep. It was quiet and peaceful and wonderful, but my heart was racing- I was pumped. It took me a moment and I realized, my heart was racing from my dream and my dream was not reality. Long story short, I was provoking an unbiblical pastor over the fact that he said he absolutely did not believe anything my pastor believes and then proceeded to tell me that there was absolutely no way that someone can receive the gospel if they are not within the physical walls of a church. I argued that was absolutely not true -how can you spread the gospel and plant seeds for Christ if someone is unwilling to enter the walls of church. That would significantly limit and hinder the growth of a church.The members of his church sided with me and his boat began to sink. I was incredibly passionate about my argument in this dream.The End.
     And then, as I sat in the darkness thinking about this dream, I wondered what it meant - and I thought back to Joseph and wondered what he would tell me it meant.