In my dream I could see a small farm house. It felt in the dream that we lived in that house. The back yard was small and the grass was cut up to the edge of a large corn field. A short distance into the field was a stone corn crib. It had a door size opening on the end and a window size opening on one side. My son Micah, my wife Melinda, and I where all in the crib. It was night and we had bedding as if we were going to sleep in there. There was a yellow glow in the corn crib like a kerosene or oil lamp was lite, but I didn't actually see the lamp in the dream. I only remember the light. All around us in the field were dark, ghostly, shadowy figures that seem to float instead of walk. I felt the need to approach one of the shadowy figures. I went outside the crib and told one of the figures that he who dwells in me is greater than he who dwells in the world. I felt the figures were evil in some way spirits of darkness. I woke up.
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