My crazy, crazy, crazy dream

[kristian's_mom]

I had a crazy dream not too long after I first received the Holy Ghost, and it has stuck with me for a long time. Before I tell you the dream, I feel I must tell you a few things that had been on my mind at the time.

A few days before the dream, I had taken my son to his pediatrician for his checkup. They weigh him, then plot his weight on a chart. I'm sure you parents on here know what I'm talking about.

I also had read an article about a woman who had placed her baby inside of a microwave.

And, I was studying end time prophecy for a while, and people's different interpretations.

Anyway, here's my dream:

I lived inside some kind of institution. There were other people living there also, and we had no choice because we were forced to live there. I was told that the form of Pentecostalism that I believed in wasn't allowed, but there was another kind that was allowed (can't remember the name, started with a Z). I refused, of course.

I don't know where my husband was, but my son was in another part of this place and I wasn't allowed to see him. I was in this area that resembled a classroom, and there were other people in there also.

There were people that watched over us, and I remember one woman taking a girl's newborn baby from her and putting it in a microwave. I wanted to stop her, but I knew I was powerless to do anything. I went into the bathroom, and this woman opened the door in front of everyone and shoved me up against the wall, screaming in my face. I was humiliated.

Throughout this whole dream, I was emotionless. Completely empty inside.

All of a sudden, me and all the other people are sitting outside on some picnic tables. It is night time, and I am talking on a cell phone to my younger sister. This is what she said to me.

"I know you are pregnant, I can tell. You know they don't like that, do you know what they are going to do when they find out?"

All of a sudden I hear a woman's voice scream "Jesus!" (actually it was like a unanimous voice coming from the whole earth) and I looked up in the sky.
The words "Lord Savior" were written in the sky with stars. Next to the words were a bunch of stars patterned to look like my son's weight on his chart.

I felt the Holy Ghost stir up inside of me, and I started to rise in the air. I looked over, and my son was also rising in the air, and I embraced him as we rose up together.

I woke up crying.

What do you think this all means?