Night before last I had a dream I was in this big church, and this pastor was assembling some of his parishioners to go out into the neighborhood and be a witness for Jesus. Ok so the people go out in groups, but went outside their boundaries. They come back with a report to the pastor and he shares with the church that from that neighborhood outreach ministry effort, 118 people gave their lives to Christ. (End of Dream)

Ok so yesterday I was sharing the dream with my godmother/sister, one of my godbrother’s happened to stop by and as I was telling the story the number 118 rang a bell in his head and said that’s daddy’s birthdate 1-18, why did he go and play it in the lottery and the number fell it came 811, even though I don’t play the lottery I still could have used a few extra dollars lol, it was a blessing in disguise no matter how anyone else may look at it lol. Well he did play it for a few dollars, but wished he’d put more on the number lol.