In 2016, my mother moved in with me. She later told me someone told her to go to where I was living in her dream. After being away from a church for about 14 years, I decided to join a church just so that she could make some friends. It was a Presbyterian church. Where I was born had a lot of Presbyterian churches. I heard many Presbyterian missionaries came from America to my mother country but that particular denomination (south or north Presbytery) did not teach the Reformed doctrines. Therefore, I grew up without knowing there are Reformed doctrines. Church denominations mattered very little to me then because I knew nothing about theology despite going to different churches in my youth. I had a sense of religiousness but did not care to learn. But most importantly no one taught me or advised me to learn because all Christian friends around me did not know the important of reading the Bible. When I read, I read only a few verses or read one (often the shortest) Psalm.

On the first day of January 2017, we went to this Presbyterian church. Somehow it gave me a great joy in singing to God and listening to the sermon. And we quickly joined the church. Registering was very easy. All we needed to do was to fill a form. As time passed, I realized that God was very displeased with the church and the minister. And that was the very reason why I was sent to the church.

I saw a beautiful tree planted near the entrance of the church building. I still don’t know the name of the tree but it had purple leaves. The following Sunday, I noticed that it was completely cut off. I asked a gentleman at the entrance what had happened to the tree. He said, “Lighting hit it. So we had to cut it.” There is nothing strange about a tree hit by lightning and gets removed. However, I later understood the meaning of a tree in the Scriptures. It means a person, a church, or a nation/kingdom.

The dreams I had were related to the church and the minister but more widely, the whole Christian church on the earth.

The first dream happened just before we joined the church and I did not know that the dream was about the church when we joined. In the dream, I went into a bakery. I thought the cakes, bread, biscuits and even the cabinets looked old (not renewed). And there was a woman who put her whole face on a cake. She was eating it with her face buried in it. And I moved onto a display shelf, and I picked up a biscuit to buy but it was crumbling.

This is my interpretation of the dream. The bakery is the church but it has not been looked after and the food is stale. It offers cakes with high sugar and cream but little nutrition. There were people who stayed in the church because of the sweetness of cakes but did not know it had little nutrition.

In the second dream, I saw a fridge with rotten food in it. But rather than taking the food out first, I packed the fridge with fresh food. And a big chunk of rotten food fell by itself because pushing in the fresh food indirectly forced the rotten one to come out. Then I saw my father in white robe. I did not hear his voice but understood that he opened an institute to teach students. We were waiting for students. I realized that we were located on the second level of a building because I looked out of the window and realized we are above ground. I went out of the building and saw that two black bulls with many horns were fighting each other. They looked exactly the same in appearance and strength. They were on the other side of the fence. I went inside the fence because many people were there. They were very scared because of their fight. And they escaped to the other side where I was before. But even though they escaped the bulls no one went to my father’s school. I thought that was strange because we were waiting for students. I went back to the school and my friend gave me a green-colored coat. It is related to what situations the two systems were in and what God has decided to do.

In the third dream, I went to a sushi takeaway shop. But I brought a box with rotten sushi in it from my house, thinking I should be able to eat the rotten ones if I can mix with fresh ones. When I was about to put a fresh one into the box, the box fell on the floor. I felt embarrassed and I left the shop and went to a different one which sold fresh sushi. And this was realized when I joined another Presbyterian church a few months later. This dream was telling me I was not allowed to mix a rotten doctrine with a good doctrine.

In the fourth dream, I saw a mother who looked mentally sick and was walking around her babies with her hair down. But she was not doing her most important job – feeding. Her babies were in their cots crying because they were hungry. Then I saw a baby female lion on my left side went to them with milk bottle and fed them because her mother did not. On my right side, there was a male baby lion. Soon he was being chased by a mob of people. They were trying to kill him. He jumped on my arm and cried. Then I thought, “When he is fully grown, will I be able to manage him?” I took him to a bakery and left him on a sofa for him to recover. This dream showed me a mad mother as a church who does not feed her children.

Without knowing their meanings, I thought I could help the minister by telling him the dreams because I thought they may give him hope. He wanted to hear about them, and I told him except the first one. At that time, he had issues with the elders and deacons. The issues were not about doctrines but about management. (My mother later told me that no one fights over doctrinal issues these days because no one cares about them.) And on the day when I had the second dream, he made a critical error by rebuking a particular member at the pulpit after the service. Because of this, he was put under discipline, and it eventually made him leave. I cannot forget the facial expression on him when I told him the dreams. It turned out to be that the dreams were a warning. And it was an announcement of God’s judgement because he was not feeding God’s people. The minister was not the only bad one. It was symbolically shown so that what God thinks of the Protestant churches born out of 17th century England. About this I’ll talk more.