"Serving Breakfast"

  

 April 19, 2018   

 The setting was somewhere in Utah, seemed like Park City or Heber area.  I did not recognize the area OR the house.  A large (seemed like 50 +) gathering of mostly women was at my house.   It was morning, breakfast time and I felt like I should serve them all breakfast, but had no prior preparation. 

Tables were put out and covered with white paper. I didn't have much to serve, but went ahead.   The home was was huge and the rooms were large, especially the kitchen. 

The first people to get served got real orange juice. The people in the middle got no drink or just water.   Towards the end, I had no more juice, so I hurriedly made orange kool aid.    Someone put ice cubes in the kool aid while my back was turned.  This bothered me somewhat.

 I got up in front of the group and explained where the bathrooms were (4 of them). As I was doing that, someone who looked like my Dad and a woman came through the front door.  Of course, I was surprised and introduced him to the group.  Those in the group seemed distracted and didn't pay much attention to the new guests.  I took the couple on a tour of the house. 

 It was done in earth tones, had lovely wood floors, lots of columns and portico areas. 

The man was amazed that we had chosen such an ostentatious house. He said it didn't seem to fit into our rustic, simple lifestyle.   We decided to go for a walk outside.  We ended up walking through some fields and ended up in a "downtown" area that I didn't recognize.  It was run down.  I kind of limped, so the man asked what happened.   So I told him all about my horse accident.  He expressed concern that he wanted to help me heal.  

     I said that I didn't like this downtown area so we headed back to our yard, but stayed on the edge.  I talked to the man as if he were my Dad. Did he have anything to tell me from the "other side"?  He expressed again wonder about our choice of places and houses. Why did we move from Morgan?   He said this area in and around my house wasn't very "safe" and our particular house was vulnerable to whatever was coming. 

Subsequently, I asked for an interpretation of this dream and was given the following:  The guests represented church members.  I offered service as much as  I could to these people.  The first members got "real" doctrine of orange juice.  The members in the middle got nothing or watered down doctrine.  The members at the end got "fake" doctrine watered down even more with ice cubes.  I explained where to "purge" or eliminate sin (repent).  The couple who came represented the Savior and his wife.  The "downtown" area was Babylon.  Why did we move from Morgan?  (Why did we come far from the Restoration? )  The area around the house wasn't safe. (The church is vulnerable to destruction and downfall.)