by Renee Morgan

Created on: September 09, 2008   Last Updated: September 12, 2008

Dreams are very remarkable and some of them are messages from God.

Many Indian tribes keep law and order by way of dreams. Great Egypt kings ruled their land through dreams. Dreams have always had some kind of play in people lives for many years. As our world got older the more we believed that, we did not need Gods messages. You know our favorite saying, "I am grown, and I do not need anyone telling me what to do".

That is why we do not pay attention to dreams.

I am what I call a dream carrier. God has sent me messages all of my life.
The first dream I can remember was about the time I was 8 years old. I dreamt I was and old woman in a wheel chair and I was celebrating my 121st birthday. So here, I am still living to see it come to come to pass.

The next dream, which I can remember, is the one of my father wrecking his bike. I was a small child and I told him of the dream, but he told me that it was something I ate before I want to bed. One week later, my dad lost control of his bike and crashed into a brick wall. He was in the hospital for two weeks. No pun intended, but it must have been something he ate.

When I became pregnant with my fourth son, I had dreams let wildfire, I just could not make sense of them or I could not remember enough of it. Five days before the birth of my son, I had a dream I could remember. I dreamt that I had him in the toilet. The funny part about me is that I have never had a labor pain. I would have little things that happen to let me know to go to the hospital. Well this kid was no different. I had to use the bathroom, but my legs would not move. I got my husband to help me to the bathroom and after helping me on the toilet my legs was fine. I sat there for more than 10 minutes and nothing. Then it came to me, my dream, how could I forget, I was in labor.

About 8 years ago, I dreamed that someone, whom I knew, home was on fire. In the dream I could not seen the people faces, but I knew that they was someone I knew. I told my cousin who lived about a mile up the road from me. My cousin said that I should have never sipped on that moonshine I had the night before. A few night later while his family was asleep, a blanket fill from one of the beds and hit an electric heater. What saved them was that for some reason he could not sleep thinking about my dream, which I had told him.

God has sent me many different messages through out my life some of them were funny, some were sad, some were just things I needed to know, but overall they were messages from God.

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