I had another dream of me preaching again last night. It's a bit like the street preaching dream I had just a couple days ago. I was in a Methodist church sitting in the pews, and Robert Schuller was the guest speaker. He had on the pulpit a copy of the bible, and a copy of the koran. He held up the bible and affirmed it as the word of God and such then he held up the koran and affirmed it likewise as the word of God then a fury raised up in me and I walked up to the pulpit and addressed the congregation, and denied what he said. Then I grabbed his koran and tore some of its pages quickly to shreds, and tossed it towards the congregation. This made him very upset of course, and he mumbled something and left very quickly. The congregation was in chaos. Some loved what I did and praised me for it. Others were very angry. But he did have another service that morning. So I was taken by a group of individuals to some of the leaders and congregation that decided to meet in another room they came down and told me Schuller was very upset about what I didbut that he was going to hold the second service anyway. So they prayed, anointed me with oil, and that was the end of the dream.
