As the ship made a turn near the cliff, we saw the ship of the enemies approaching us... though it has been expected that they would appear somewhere in the sea later even not now. Somehow deep in our hearts, we have this inner assurance that we would win the battle as our armies are much more stronger. I was the only one who know nothing about battle in the ship nor equipped with any fighting skill. I just have to depend on them for refuge especially this particular person. All of the men in my ship are wearing white and I was sticked with this particular man for protection. I feel that they're all like an 'angel' to me. Angel in a white robe. Angel in disguised.
For a moment later, all of us were floating at the sea.. the darts were throwing at us. Some of us were wounded by the darts slightly. Once me and the person who were protecting me were quite close to an enemy in the sea... i was rather anxious and he whispered to me that we don't have to be afraid as this particular enemy is deaf.
Not long later, some of us managed to catch a life boat. It was also one of the most difficult moment. Life and death is in the border. I remembered the darts were all throwing at us... how disastrous it was.
At a twinkling of the eyes, I realised that I was on my bed... awaking from a nap. It seems that someone would just wake me up from the dream each time when I was in the most threaten part of a nightmare... i whispered thanks to Daddy God.
Is there a spiritual meaning behind the dream... a mere message from the subconscious mind or a combination of it both? God knows. Again, i'm inviting Jesus to be my psychotherapist for interpretation of dream.
