Dream About Singing In Church 3

Dreamed of being in church again. Delvin, me, and our cousin Adria were singing. It was a theatrical type song (almost dark and serious or relective type song) where we likely only rehearsed one time. Delvin sung his part & then Adria. A film of some of the older saints were playing while we sung. We were suppose to sing Adria’s part one more time and then end the song but then Delvin went off script and wanted me to free-style a verse. Before I sung my part, this older woman named Mother Brooks began to sing or testify about the older mothers too. Interestingly enough, Mother Brooks passed away over 10-years ago and I had not thought about her in several years. The song again was a song of gratitude for the saints who passed away before us but it was somber & dramatic and intense. We were on the choir stand and Delvin led me down to the front of the church. As I began to sing, I noticed it wasn’t my voice. It was my words but the voice that came from my vocal chords were that of and older woman. It was as if it were the voice of one of my ancesors. I began singing through her voice or perhaps she was singing through me. I began singing that I was grateful for holiness, without which no man shall see the Lord. I then said I was grateful for the ones who had gone on to Glory before we did. I then said I was grateful for Mother Washington (my grandmother). I stopped at her name because my heart was then so very heavy. I missed my grandmother soo much! Many in the church were pricked in their hearts too and began to be expressive through dancing in the spirit as we call it in Pentecostal churches. When your heart is overwhelmed, you need an outlet to let it out. I couldn’t say anything else after I said my grandmother’s name and I began to wept profusely and hug my cousin Delvin. It was as if the pain of her no longer being here was alive and shook me to my very core.