Dream About World Saving Opportunity

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I had a dream where I was loving in this small town. I was just kind of living not doing anything more or special. It was a beautiful rural area. On this day, I could feel something was different in my gut. I was walking with my sister, and we were walking into town. We got to this stable, and behind it was a huge green field. We watched as this plane started to approach us from the sky. It kept getting closer and closer, until I realized that this plane was about to crash. I looked at Kayla, and I said, I think this plane is about to crash. It took us a second before we realized that it was coming straight for us to finally run. I quickly got a very familiar feeling. I've had this dream before. I know I've had this dream before. I look at my sister and I tell her, I know what's going to happen, it's not going to be good. We're going to look up and see in the distance, tornadoes and fires falling from the sky. It's the end of the world and there's nothing we can do about it. There's no going back, there's no changing it. It just is how it is. I was scared, but I finally looked over the peak and there it was in the distance with so many planes coming straight towards us. It was the end of the world. I started to scream, no, no, no, no, no, please, no. I turned around to go the other direction, but the second I turned around, everything's different. The day has started again. I'm in the same place I was at the beginning of the day. The day has started over. I immediately knew this was my second chance. God had given me a second chance to be able to save the world and I was not about to waste it. I ran to the college, which was only down the street, hoping to find my old professors in atmospheric science so I can tell them the types of equations we need in order to fix the environment. I felt like I knew them all, but I hadn't been using them. I had just been living my life and leaving it up to other people to fix the world. When I ran into the college, I immediately saw someone that looked like my old grad assistant or TA. I called for him. Kwame, Kwame, Kwame. He got up, but it definitely wasn't Kwame. It was this very tall white man. He said, Kwame's not here. He's not here anymore, but I can help you. What's up? I was like, I guess you'll have to do. I said, come on, we have a lot of work to do. Just come on, come on, come on. I tried looking for my favorite professor and mentor, the one that inspires me but I couldn't find him. I tried looking for my second favorite who teaches so well and isn't afraid of people's opinion, but he was gone too. I saw some other grad students running and asking what was happening. I said, it's an emergency. The world is about to end. We have only this day. I said, please, just come with me. I have all the answers. I know, I know the equations I was supposed to be having. I just need help to create them. The grad students were excited and they were like, let me do anything I can do to help. But there was only one professor, this white woman. She was so skeptical. She said, what's the point of that? It's going to end anyways. I had to tell her, no, we have a chance. We just got to believe. We just got to keep going. She rolled her eyes and continued to follow me into the classroom. I got to the whiteboard and I started to write down the first equation that we will need, something to do with the atmosphere. The second I wrote one and started to write the title, I got overwhelmed with dread because I realized how long it was going to take in order to find all these equations to correct everything. I got discouraged for a moment. And then I remembered that God can restart the day any time he wants. And that every day I'll come back and I'll remember just a little bit more and just a little bit more. And I'll continue to come back until the world is saved, no matter how much work it takes.