Wierd Dream

I had a dream last night, that I was back in my home church in Canada… only it was home with a little Haitian twist….

Let me set the atmosphere for you. First of all, it was freezing cold! I mean everything was frozen and everyone was freezing. I remember thinking, ‘Oh well. Good thing I’m inside, where it’s nice and warm!” I somehow didn’t find it strange that I was wearing a T-Shirt, skirt and sandals in the middle of winter, either.

At this point in my dream, I’d decided I’d better get into the main sanctuary because the service was already supposed to be starting. So I arrive at the sanctuary, thinking I’m going to have a hard time finding a good seat, but it turned out that the pastor and the ushers were the only people there. I was relieved to see that I really wasn’t late after all, and I found someone to talk to. Then suddenly out of the blue, the whole congregation was there, the service started, and I had to run to get a seat.

I ended up sitting beside these two girls who only spoke French to me. At first I thought they were nice and friendly, but then I realized they just wanted me to give them stuff. I tried to ignore them and participate in the service. I don’t remember anything about the sermon, though, because for some reason there were a whole bunch of swans in the sanctuary (I don’t know why there were swans in my dream. I’ve never seen a swan in Haiti). So the ushers were busy shooing these swans between the rows of people, up the aisles, and out the doors. It created quite a scene, to say the least, but what I though was really strange was that no one seemed to even notice all the chickens running around in the foyer! I remember thinking, “The whole world’s gone crazy!”

That’s when I woke up. At first I wasn’t even sure which country I was in, but as soon as I heard the chicken clucking on the other side of the wall, by my bed, I knew I was still in Haiti! Hehe!