Dreams brick

Dream of deceased mother driving truck into brick wall and needing me to rescue her.

I was in the sea about waist deep in the caribbean when a huge black storm cloud appeared then a tornado warning and I told a young black family to come with me and run for shelter. We saw the tornado and took cover behind an l shaped brick wall in a garden and I covered one of the children. All of a sudden the tornado was gone and a family I know came out of the house who's garden we were in

I was walking and seen an ex. The ex had a girlfriend and a new truck. He treated her better then me. I was jealous and wanted to seem better. She was a nurse. I walked down the brick path in my bathing suit passing them. Seen a guy with Down syndrome. Went to the beach to surf and came back passed the couple and knocked down a bike. Began running because I though someone was chasing me, but there was nothing there.

We were in a house. A tall house. I was with a Mafia and another person. The Mafia was looking at another Mafia with his backup crew with them. But in my dream, I felt like a man and I was doing the old-fashioned way of a brick wall. and we were talking and I remember what he exactly said, "Don't look at them or else they'll think I'm paying you..." so I turned around, I was squatting by the way, and took the materials, with was cement but looked like white clay and water. and starting grabbing a little bit and then he said he wanted to do it, but played it on his shoes. I think

I dreamt my friend crashed his van. Then drove the van into a brick wall that was at a car wash. People came and a man tried to take our IDs but I didn’t have mine. We were waiting for the police but they never came. Then I dreamt I was with my brother and he was driving. We were following my mom to a really big field and I kind of knew they way but my brother wasn’t sure. I hit him and he started to cry. I felt bad because I didn’t mean to do that. We sat there and there were some kids playing football and another guy there with his dog. Then I dreamed I was teaching a Sunday morning class. I was asking for prayer requests and one girl said her friend was suicidal. So I got the whole class to lay hands on her and I was praying for her but she was walking around and I wasn’t sure if it was because she was trying to get away from me. Then my youth pastor came in and started playing worship music.