A Dream about Missionary Work

One night I had a very vivid and memorable dream. I dreamed I was walking down a sidewalk; there were a lot of other people walking on the sidewalk,  too, all ignoring everyone and everything else around. I looked at a single-wide, old trailer that was parked on the street and I realized that the roof was on fire. I realized there might be people inside, so I went in and frantically started looking for people who might be there.

I did find people in the bedrooms, so I went from room to room, trying to wake them up, and with great difficulty convincing them that they were in danger and needed to get out. I had such a feeling of urgency, but the people were in a deep sleep and it was hard to convince them to get out. I would practically pull them out of bed and guide them to the front door, gathering blankets to put on them on the way.

I realized that a chemical in the smoke had dulled their brains and they weren’t able to sense the danger or urgency until they were outside long enough for their heads to clear.

I woke up from the dream with a feeling of urgency to save souls. In the dream it was close friends and family in the house. I realized later that this dream is what missionary work is all about. We have close friends and family who are as if asleep in a world that is ending and dangerous and they are spiritually asleep. The circumstances around them have dulled their ability to see the dangerous situation they are in. It is our duty – and there is urgency in this – to wake them up and lead them towards the light and truth. If we don’t we will be guilty of letting them burn.