Dreamed about the transfer of the Palmyra temple presidency
I dreamed we went to the temple president's house to meet the new one and to the farewell. The house was a disaster, nothing like the way it has always been. People were sitting at tables in every room including the bedrooms.
The living room was a total disarray with pullout couch beds pulled out and blue sheets on them, all unmade with people sitting on them.
The new twin didn't look anything like her identical twin. The usually very formal Temple President was relaxed and casual and bore only a slight resemblance to the way he was before. I did glimpse the new president in an office looking around, along with some other men.
The mantle of the calling had been lifted from the old pres and was now on the new one. I was dressed terribly. I was wearing bluejeans and a sloppy knit shirt with sleeves that were stretched out. I was chagrinned, but everytone there was in casual clothes, not their Sunday best.
I didn't see Willem who I was meeting there.
The living room was a total disarray with pullout couch beds pulled out and blue sheets on them, all unmade with people sitting on them.
The new twin didn't look anything like her identical twin. The usually very formal Temple President was relaxed and casual and bore only a slight resemblance to the way he was before. I did glimpse the new president in an office looking around, along with some other men.
The mantle of the calling had been lifted from the old pres and was now on the new one. I was dressed terribly. I was wearing bluejeans and a sloppy knit shirt with sleeves that were stretched out. I was chagrinned, but everytone there was in casual clothes, not their Sunday best.
I didn't see Willem who I was meeting there.