The First Post: Part 2

I got out of work late today so I kind of lost the mood to continue... but anyway I will just complete the post earlier.

Soon after that, it was realy strange... He used us Women kind of as a bait.. in this modern weird cage-like contraption... we all struggled to the middle of it.... while all the 'baddies'(rapist, muderers, sickos... etc) tried to get us.. but soon after.. time kind of stopped.. and he kad control of them.... so the women all walked out easily from the entrapment, and the 'baddies' were stranded there. Somehow there are those who manage to escape. They thoguht they could get away with it.. but the He manages to spot them out...

*My dream felt so real.. I felt so secure as I am in good hands...

The next part was I happened to meet this lady who lives in a cottage with her 2 children. Then a man came over... I can't quite recall his name but his initials were JB. I felt that there was something up with this guy, but anyway I was escorting this lady to see Him. We were walking past some train tracks and there were poeple already walking towards the meeting place. (sort of an abandoned warehouse)


When we all gather there, He warned us about the guy 'JB' that he was to be avoided... The women I was with freaked... and said that he was with her Children...

'JB' then appeared there with her kids... but we manage to take'em back to His side.

Jesus then settled the problem.... I'm not sure how.. but that was when i woke up....

-END-

This is the first time I've dreamt of something like that...

Maybe the dream triggered because for the past few months. I have been feeling withdrawal from what I've been trying to build, but itz now just wasted and gone...
Is it because I have been feeling the emptiness for the first time in my entire life??
Is it because of all the songs I've been listening to excessively by The Kellys and 'An angel' by Declan?
Is it because I have been too much of a good person and people just take me for granted and treat me like a welcoming mat...
Is it because of all the depression I try to hide from the world...
For all I know I have alot to be thankful for...

or is He trying to reach me? (because I do need His hand)