Last night I had a dream I remember. I am assuming I have a lot more dreams than I remember. Last night I had one that I remember and I will have to tell yo about it.
First, I’d like to write down some of the impressions I had from General Conference. Because I would like to remember those things too.
One impression I had was that we need to as a family set goals based on the framework set forth for the youth, 8 to 18. The framework suggests setting goals in four areas. Spiritual, Social, Physical, and Intellectual. I believe as a family we need to do this.
Now back to the dream. I dreamt I was on a plan that was being hijacked. We landed, and the captain and I were in a bedroom on the plane and the hijacker threw his gun to the captain and then to me. I pointed the gun at the hijacker and told him not to move. He wasn’t afraid because he knew there were no bullets in the gun. Then I was in a room at basically front-wheel level watching the plane land. The captain and I walked him towards the airport in an enclosed area the hijacker started to run, and I pursued him, caught him and held him on the floor with my knee on his neck. I was looking around for security to come and give me some handcuffs, but security never gave me any. Then we were back on the plane taking off. Just as we were taking off, it looked like the city we were leaving was being attacked, by what felt like Russian planes. The attacking force was in jets, and some were landing.
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