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Dream February 16, 2026 I walked into the church and Sheila and a few other ladies were there. They were around a table. They were busy preparing. Sheila was making bread. She was pounding it and separating it on the table. She was telling me that this is what she does all day long. I felt comparison. I could feel this separation in the spirit. I shared that I work at the court and that's my assignment. I deal with people and judges and secretaries. I sat down in a chair and she sat down and looked at me face to face. She said she felt that I had missed my opportunity that God had for me as if to say it's not now or here. I could feel an arrow try to pierce my heart. I paused inside and I responded back not allowing the arrow to have access to my heart. In a calm, confident, loving voice I said, "How would you feel if I said to you what you're saying to me?" There was a long pause and then my phone rang and I got up and walked away through the sanctuary into the foyer to answer the phone. The doctor's office is calling. I called to make an appointment on the 1st but nobody had called me back and so I told the doctor that I didn't need to make an appointment now I was fine.

I had a vivid early morning dream. At times, my view would zoom in close; other times, I saw from a wide, top-down perspective—like watching a strategic operation unfold from above. The dream began with a striking view of a group of elite, specialized soldiers—about 5 to 8 of them. They were a highly trained unit, personally chosen by their Commander-in-Chief. Their loyalty, discipline, and unwavering commitment to their mission were unmistakable. They had fought together through many hard-won battles and had developed a deep bond rooted in honor and trust. They were running across a wide, open war field, leaving behind a battleground they had just conquered. It was clear that this unit had taken much ground together over time. Though the war still raged around them, they moved with urgency and perfect formation. Scene 2: The Storm and the Fence Then the terrain shifted. Heavy rain poured in sheets from the sky, making visibility low. The ground turned into thick, slippery mud. Despite the storm, the unit stayed in harmony, never breaking stride. Eventually, they came to a gray chain-link fence—standing strangely alone in the open landscape. It clearly marked the next phase of their mission, and they were under direct orders to reach it. Their gear was soaked, their fatigues caked in mud. At the base of the fence, centered like a marker, were two shovels—placed intentionally, as if by command. Without pause, they began to dig under the fence. Each man took a turn, one digging until spent, then handing off to the next. Their goal was precise: create openings wide enough for two soldiers to slide beneath and press ahead toward a large white building visible on the other side. Scene 3: The Waiting Soldiers Once the holes were ready, two were chosen to go. They slid under the fence and ran toward the building while the others waited, huddled near the opening, still alert and battle-ready. It was then that I was shown something deeper. Each soldier in this unit carried a unique calling and specialized skill. One might be an expert in communication, another in field medicine, another in navigation or demolitions, another in intelligence or surveillance. No single soldier had it all—but together, they formed a force capable of extraordinary things. Every gift, every assignment mattered. They were more than warriors; they were a finely tuned body in motion. Scene 4: Inside the Building Inside the white building, the two soldiers were now clean and dry, standing side by side at a window. They sipped something warm—maybe tea or cocoa. Their demeanor had shifted. While their teammates remained outside in the storm, these two were at ease. Calm. Comfortable. They had forgotten the mission. Forgotten the others. Forgotten the urgency. They were half-hearted. This building had been chosen beforehand as a transitional space—a place to regroup, refocus, and prepare for the next advance. The two inside were never meant to stay. They were to make a way for the rest to move forward and get in the building. But they had grown content and detached. Scene 5: The Greater Assignment The final scene zoomed out beyond the white building. What I saw was a vast, wide-open territory still waiting to be taken. The mission wasn’t over. The building was just a checkpoint. The half-heartedness of the two risked compromising not only their comrades, but the fulfillment of a much greater Kingdom-level assignment.

I went into a meeting and before I shared what I wanted to share in the meeting, I said I want to share something about myself I got 2 jobs without even having to apply and interview for it. I then went on to share what I had actually planned on sharing in the meeting. As I was sharing I was looking through a bunch of papers of different things I had written looking if I missed anything I wanted to share. As I was doing this there were 3 men in the meeting and one of the men stopped me and said what's this I can see on that paper and I looked and I saw the scripture Acts 10:16-22 and then there was a bunch of writing in bullet points underneath which I didn't get to see or read.

I was visiting my parents (they are both now dead) I was in a wooded area clearing an area to camp. It was getting dark and i became scared and had a flashlight to find my way I was turned around several times but found my way to the fence. I went over the fence and the dogs were in their kennels and I went in the house. My parents were happy I was visiting, when I realized what day it was and I had missed my flight home. I was looking for my room and got on an elevator looking for the second floor and realized I was getting out on the third floor and got back on the elevator.

I don't remember the beginning in much detail but I remember that I was looking for something. There was a highway sidewalk that I was walking on and it was in need of repair. The sidewalks were cracked, the bus stop benches were out of place and needed repairs, the fence guard rail had been painted white in most places but, was missing paint in some areas. Somehow I found the correct type of paint that I carried in a nice (scientific Erlenmeyer flask - may be used used for heating and/or shaking/stirring without the chance of spilling the liquids inside) looking glass bottle. I was really happy that I found the paint and noted the fact that the paint wasn't like regular paint, it was an white, oil based paint that seemed to possibly have more oil than paint in it. I was on the lookout for the enemy because he might attempt to hinder me as I painted. The scene changed and I was walking in what seemed to be an apartment complex. I realized that I had somehow acquired a powerful hand held weapon. The weapon looked like a long black pole/staff and was made of a special strong metal. The weapon could also retract in itself for safe keeping. (note: at this point I saw a small storage room which had many weapons of different colors/types. These weapons also resembled long poles/staffs and were lined up in sections coordinated by color/type. They rested on what resembled a vertical gun rack. The gun rack reminded me of something you would see in a colonial era war movie. -- I realized that the enemy was attempting to collect and withhold them from me). As I was walking through a parking lot, I saw two of the enemy walking together towards my direction. (they looked like people but, i knew they were the enemy). One of them noticed that I was carrying the weapon and after I had walked passed him, told the other, and they started following me at a distance behind. I didn't want them to catch up so, i went into one of the apartment building, walked upstairs and saw that it was a cleared out office space that was in the process of being remodeled. In this office space was a thief (the enemy) attempting to steal a valuable gold artifact and possibly other items. Then, a policeman came into the room and caught the thief and began to interrogate him. I somehow knew that I needed to grab the gold artifact and keep it from the thief. So, in the midst of the distraction, i took it! At this point many officers (crooked enemy officers) and people began coming into the building so, I decided to leave in the midst of the commotion. Other people were leaving as well so that they would not be accused or interrogated by the police. As I walked downstairs and exited the building through a glass door, i noticed an old-school 1950's or 1960's looking black car with shiny silver bumpers and grill. Inside the car was an old black man in a nice suit looking directly at me. I believe that I saw that he had a driver. Looking at this man, i perceived that he was extremely wealthy. Then, he spoke. I don't remember verbatim but, he said something like, "stop holding back/stealing the wealth from the black people"! Then, he drove off. As he drove away I noticed that their were golden shiny objects which he left on the ground. I stepped closer to see what they were and they were tools made of pure gold! I immediately started picking up as much as I could. I picked up several drill bits, screw driver bits, torque wrench bits and many others. Now, some of the people escaping the building saw what I was doing and started picking up a few themselves but, i could see where the tools were hidden in the dirt and grabbed more than most. knowing their value, i placed them in what seemed like a small black metal safe i was carrying. Then the dream ended.

I stood in front of a tall building that overlooked a large city.I than found myself standing in front of a door, President Trump was alone in an office sitter by a desk. He looked disappointed. He stood up from his desk, walked towards me and stood next to me. He was looking straight ahead at the city below. All of a sudden, two missiles flew over President Trump and I, and over the city below. The missiles turned around, one dropped into the city below, the other missile flew back over the President and I felt that the missile dropped into city behind us.

So many portions to this dream. I dreamt that I had a meeting at work for 1:30 and I had already had some time off so I needed to be there Nat was saying she put Sarah in charge of art for her health and that I would have this meeting. I had to drop off balloons for a birthday for one of the kids and I kept being delayed either I just missed the kids and I had to talk with Miss Wolsey one of the kids teachers. I kept feeling like the time was running short. While I was looking for the others I saw lilah and Zoey and all of a sudden there was a clothing fare and they both wanted clothing. Then I was stuck in a board room Where someone on the other side locked the door but unleashed a delicious dog on us. I’m not sure if I got bitten but I jumped out the window and successfully made it out of 3 floors the whole time thinking I’m late for this meeting but this is wild. While looking for my car I ran into an angel up the road. It was terrifying….terrifying but I remember holding onto someone or something and was determined to be brave. It started off as a scary ball of light then formed into a traditional angel with wings but as it got closer to me it became a cloud of smoke. There was also something about a construction company building something like caves and sedem and I having to negotiate

I had a dream about my ex friend James. He in real life decided to end our friendship back in May because he thought that we grew apart. It wasn’t my decision, and I was very hurt by the whole situation. I also never got closure from him on why he decided to end our friendship. Today I had a dream that we were at the same event. He pulled me aside and he brought me into another room. In the dream, he explained how he missed me and he apologized for ending our friendship and he also said that he wanted to be friends again. Then he hugged me, and it felt extremely realistic, like he was actually hugging me in real life. But then I woke up. Now I’m wondering if I should actually reach out to him in real life or if it’s just my brain trying to process losing my friend

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