Had a dream last night that myself along with a number of people were aboard a school bus, and we were going from street to street spreading the Gospel. And then I noticed somehow that one pair of teens wasn't working as hard as everyone else. So, I stopped to tell them a story about how foolish and dumb it was to just do nothing, and it made sense, but one of the teens dropped his bag of fruit - these grapefruits plopped out and fell on the street. They were bad fruit, rotting at their bottom. And then we tried to walk to catch up with the bus, and caught it going down 9th street, and then we came to my street.

They were going to share the Gospel at my house just because we were there. And then afterwards, we came to a house with a couple that had markings along the outsides of their house for all the different rooms inside of their house - music room, art room, gym... It was big. I think I counted 7 in the dream, but I was not sure. There was some lady on the bus, and I begun to talk to her I think, and then the dream ended!