August 22

I was in church with my mom and a friend. I couldn't tell who but it was someone I was used to being around and was definitely not another family member. The minister was giving a speech about what had happened in the previous service- with the assistance of a power point. In this powerpoint, several members of the congregation were being accused of committing sins and being punished on the spot. It was pretty vivid with scenes of flogging and people actually being set on fire!

At the end of the power point, he announced that someone would be punished today for a murder they committed. At that point, an usher walks down the center aisle with a gun and approaches the son of a prominent member of the Diaconate Fellowship and shoots him! However, instead of dying, the accused was given a microphone and began singing a really beautiful love song to God.

As church ended, I exited to find my mother eating shellfish on the front steps of the church with another deacon. My mother is allergic to many forms of shellfish. But, she was unaffected in my dream. By this point, I, for reason, decided to strip down to my underwear and go back into the church a retrieve a musical theatre anthology I had forgotten under the pew I was sitting on. There was a church conference going on so I was exposed to the entire church but I didn't care. My cousin, Juanita (who I never keep in touch with) was in my seat in the church and handed me the anthology from under the pew while I kneeled down under the pew attempting to reach it. They were in a green bag.

So...I eventually get dressed and my mom and I, and my friend, and now a dog are walking towards my mom's car in the parking lot. My sister's friend Brittany White was also in the parking lot with her mom (who actually died several years ago) and 2 small dogs.

I ran into my friend Bethany Wherry and her father, who used to pastor the church I attend at home. They were upset with me because I never keep in touch with them.

I also saw my Aunt Linda on the sidewalk wearing Sally Jesse Raphael style glasses.

Anyway- I was walking to the car and I notice that the car is being attacked by a large stuffed lion. This lion was literally the size of the car. It was alive but cartoonish in nature, almost as if it had been drawn on a canvas and brought to life. As we approached the car, my dog, who was also a cartoon, began barking hysterically to try to scare the lion away. The lion replied, "only dogs that are real can scare me!" He said this several times. The dog kept barking and attacked the lion but then the lion came home with us.

That night, I decide to play with the lion before going to bed. The lion charges me everytime I play with him but is never able to finish saying the entire price. Everytime I played with him after, he depreciated in value.