Camp with Prophet, family, and clothes?

Date: 12/6/2021

I’m at another camp with Prophet. We’re about to start another session, when I realize I don’t have a proper shirt on. My mom suddenly pulls out a white shirt for me to wear and I’m realized, but confused as to why I was missing a shirt to begin with. My family and I get a good section in the front to sit while prophet is teaching, and my family seems to be enjoying it as well. During one of the breaks, I go to put one of the dishes away in the car nearby in which they were kept. Once I open the car, I see there are a number of dishes in there and they need to be cleaned. So I clean them and put them back together the best I could. Before I realize, the next session has started and we all return to our seats in the front. It’s during another one of the breaks between sessions and I’m getting some homework assignments done. My mom is sitting across from me working on her business’s website. We’re talking and joking, I munch on her ice cream, and she asks for help with the code she’s working on since she knows that’s what I’m studying in school. I agree to take a look when I’m done with my school and ice cream. But as soon as I finish, I think I hear prophet’s voice and I realize the next session is about to begin. So I quickly excuse myself, leaving my mom disappointed that I didn’t help her. I round the corner and see prophet speaking with a small group of people and I get excited. Suddenly I realize I’m not properly dressed… I wearing an old white tank top instead of a proper shirt and I have socks but no shoes. Panicked, I rush to the mall next door. I come across a store an Asian friend of mine owns, with really nice tops. I look at a few and she recommends a few, but I look at the price (about 20$) and I say I can’t afford it. Then her family comes into the picture and we start a conversations. Wanting to share Christ with this family I know isn’t Christian, I mention not really being sure what happens when people die, and my friend’s mom lovingly begins sharing her belief about being reborn and Buddhist theology, trying to comfort me and give me a sense of understanding. Now, I’m confused, this conversation didn’t go as planned. Now I’m the one standing here, looking lost and confused, what kind of witness is that? Is that how a Christian should hold themself? Unsure, questioning, and doubtful? Surely not. End dream. (This makes me question how I hold myself in real life. Why am I so hesitant to speak the truth to someone I don’t know or even those I do know. Why am I doubtful God will provide for me in times of needs, why am I doubtful that prayer will accomplish anything. I need to reevaluate my faith and reestablish my foundation in God and a his word if I’m ever going to stand boldly and live confidently in the truth of the Gospel.)