Yar

I dreamed that I was at a huge castle like complex made out of stone and medieval style buildings. It was located on the top of a huge mountain.

Their were many layers and levels to this castle complex and I was on the upper layer, which was where the prisoners were kept and all the security guards. I stood at the edge and looked over the cliff, there was a huge storm approaching. Strong winds began to blow. Some guards were marching the prisoners underneath to protect them from the storm, they were beginning to blow over!

I staggered away and went underneath to the next level, thinking i wanted to find royalty or something. Well, instead, I found the royal stables! Their was a middle aged blond grooming the horses. They were all massive in size and majestic in strength. I spent some time chatting with the stable lady and admiring the horses.

Their is a storm approaching and who can stop it? I must be ready to withstand the storm and do what God wants me to do. May the winds of strife only blow me higher and closer to God. Through God's strength, anything is possible, alone, we are weak and frail