I had a strange dream last week and Dad says I should blog it. So....hear it goes. I was in the church building. Before the meeting started, I noticed that a lot of sisters had brought baked goods. Then the sacrament was starting. The prayer went ok on the bread. The bishop just had to have the Priest do it twice before he got it right. Then the man started the prayer on the water. It was not right at all. So the bishop had him do it again. Still not right. The bishop went over and told him to just read it the way it was written. The first 2 lines were good then he again started adding his own flowery phrases. It was not working out. So the bishop said that we would take a break and those who brought baked goods could exchange them with others at this time. So women got up and started wandering around giving their food away. The bishop then for some reason asked me to go talk to the man's wife. We went into the hall and there were a lot of people wandering out there and they were buying food from a vender like they have at the sports stadiums. At that point I woke up. No I do not take drugs!
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