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You cannot limit God. I too am single and attempt to tell God who I needed in my life. Know that He already knows and now my prayer is prepare me for the husband that you have already chosen for me and him for me. I let God do the rest. Peace and Blessings.

I had this dream when I first surrendared my life to Christ. I was standing across the street from my church where I could see the marquee, as it is an old movie thearter. I could read the letters clearly. It was early morning and the sun was shining with that glow I like to call God's glory light. The street was completely empty. It was as it would be Saturday mornings when I am going to the church to teach Bible Studies to the children. I wanted to take a bath but I knew the moment I stepped into the bath the Canaan Knights (as we call ourselves) would come out. I decided to take the bath and stepped into the tube (again across the street from the church). The tub was one of those old fashion white tubs which are not attached to anything. The moment I stepped into the tub and sat down the "who's, who" of Canaan surrounded my tub. They began to look down their noses at me and shaking their heads. I felt dejected and rejected. I looked up and my mother was standing with a towel opened so that I could cover myself. I stood up and she gave me the towel to cover up. As I looked past my mother my Pastor was standing there and he was tellling me it's alright. He was reassuring me and encouraging me. He motioned for me to go into the church upstairs in Founders Hall where we teach Bible studies to the children and have banquets and celebrations. I was then upstairs in Founders Hall and two sister's in Christ were there in white nurses dresses. One face I saw the other was just a presence that was helping but I never saw. The one sister in Christ that I saw she was very helpful and caring. I was standing as if I couldn't do anything for myself. She and the unknown presence lifted my arms, slipped on my gown and helped me in every way. Founders Hall was set up like a hospital room. It was all white. There was a bed, chair and basin. While my sister in Christ was helping me a brother in Christ which she was seeing came to the door and asked to see her. Where he was was very dark. She went out to see him and he gave her papers. He began kissing her with his eyes open and he was looking in the room where I was. Although I was in the room I seemed to also be in the hallway where they were and felt as if he was looking at me to see if I was lookig at him.

Insight to my church it is a who's who church with social cliques. I know God has directed me here and continues to tell me to stay put. I love my pastor and he has a very loving heart. I know he knows who I am and knows God is moving in my life however I receive no spiritual support from anyone. There is no direction given outside of Bible Studies in various forms. I pray for the movement of the Holy Spirit in a mighty way within the Church however I know we need to surrendar to God and His will. God has told me He will reveal His Spirit to us as He did in Exodus 19. I want this and have to stand on II Chronicles 20:15. I think I understand some of the dream but am unclear on other parts of the dream.

I was on my way home on the bus I used to take to and from elementary school. I was on the bus with some people who I am no longer friends with and my oldest brother (who is not a believer or how I see it angry with God). I felt a tension between me and them and although they were using words against me I don't remember a conversation. The bus was well lite however outside was extreamly dark. We were all in the back of the bus however my brother was standing at the door as our stop was the next stop. We got off the bus with my brother some distance between us. I crossed 233rd street and saw my brother turning down Ely Ave. I turned down Ely Ave and saw my brother laying on the ground. I approached him and picked him up by his head at which point I saw that all he had was his head. It had a winter hood with the fake fure around the brim. I cradled him in my arms as you would a baby. I asked him what happened. He said he cut his head off and he began to cry. I felt his tears running down my arm. I asked him if he left his body on the bus and he said yes. I turned and began walking in the direction of the bus route. I kept asking why he did this and he didn't answer me. I began to look for a police car in order to get to the bus before my brother passed away.

I have prayed for my brother and God has assured me he will be saved. The dream was so upsetting and I felt so sad when I woke up. I have been in prayer for understanding if it was from God or satan. I am confused because although outside was very dark the bus was bright and well lite. I know my brother believes in God because when I ask him if he believes although he says no there is such anger and hostility in his no. I only asked him once and I thought if I wasn't his siter he would have physically attacked me. I believe you can't be that angry in something you do not believe in. I know God is working in my life and has a calling that I don't quite understand yet but I am being still Psalm 46:10 as He has directed me.

I was in a yellow taxi sitting in the back seat with one of my sister's in Christ. We both had on wedding dresses. There was a lot of lace where we had to hold it down with our hands. We were lauging and very happy. The taxi pulled up to the block where our church was on. It stopped at the corner of 116th street and Lenox Avenue. Our church is on 116th Street but towards the middle of the block. I got out on the side where our church was and began to turn to walk to the church. My sister grabbed my hand and said no this way. We headed in the opposite direction from the church. When we crossed the street it wasn't the other side of 116th street but it was the opening to Central Park at 110th Street. There were wooden horses set up to prevent any traffic from entering. As we ran past the wooden horses and I looked to my right there was a marching band standing there with there instruments prepared to play. They were all dressed in white and their instruments were made out of white marble. The band members were smiling at us and I was laughing, giddy and felt so happy. We continued to run and again to my right there were a tremendous white horse. It seemed to be happy as well. It was a beautiful day, bright and warm with beautiful trees and scenery. We approached a building and one of the Deacons in my church was standing at the door. He opened it and invited us in. When I entered the room it was like a school cafeteria and there were nothing but brides in their gowns sitting in the room. I sat at a table and then I began to feel hot and sticky. I started thinking I needed to take a shower because of all the running I did. I also wanted to put on some makeup but was afraid I would get it on my wedding gown. Then I woke up. I remember when I woke up I felt so happy but was concerened about my feeling sticky and unclean at the end as well as afraid I would get makeup on my wedding dress which.