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Never Scoff at Anyone’s Dreams Not Even Your Own

July 26th, 2018

By Charlene Laurece

I am a lucid dreamer, not only can I control my dreams but I can ask my dream anything and get an answer. You name it I've asked it and whatever it says I follow. Following my dreams is my religion.

A little back story; my parents are catholic but I wasn’t sold on the issue. I believed Jesus existed and was probably a great guy, who did great things for people at the time and that’s why he should be recognized; none of this dying for your sins business. I didn’t understand it so I dismissed it. I still prayed every night to Jesus because I felt like I said he was a good guy and I believe in the spirit of the deceased. I believe you can pray to anyone. I picked JC because he seemed to be top dog. I’ve also prayed to my grandparents, saints, and people I felt deserved a kind remembrance. I've always been a believer in prayer and that someone somewhere was listening, and that they were good. It was the very smallest form of faith and belief one could have in Jesus Christ or a higher power..

 

Now, if you follow me on social media you familiar with the fact that I joke around a lot. I love to laugh and I’m very silly. I’m also big on dreams. Because I’m a lucid dreamer I pay close attention to what my dreams tell me. So, when Jesus Christ showed up in one of my dreams I did take it too seriously. Just thought it was nice of him to stop bye so-to-speak. I was around 20 years old. Shortly after that dream I had another one of Christ, who told me to go to church. I don’t know why but I found that silly. I hadn’t been to church in a while (still going two days a year on Christmas and Easter like a good Catholic) I told my mom and she was all for it. Still I wasn’t so sure. That day my mom was working outside in the yard and two teen boys going door to door stopped and asked my mom if she was Catholic. She said yes and they handed her a picture of Jesus.

My mom came in and said see. My sister said, “So are you going to go to church?” I jokingly picked up the photo scoffed as I waved it around in disrespect and said, “I don’t have to go anywhere he’s coming to me, SEE!” As I waved that photo of Christ laughing about the ridiculousness of it I hit my elbow hard on the crystal dish in the center of the table. We all took that as a clear cut sign that I should get my ass in church.

 

It’s odd that I would even scoff at the idea of seeing anything in my dreams; I’m rather serious about them. But being as how signs were there, and it is just church, I put on my Sunday bests and started going to church and that is how it all began.

Note: After creating this entire site (years of hard work) I was ready to promote. I don't know if it was fear or whatever got the better of me and I was going to just stop and not pursue this whole end-ever anymore. I'd say it was about a week or so that had gone by on September 29,2017; I had received a dream of a voice that said, "Why have you not done what the Lord has called you to do." Freaked me out at first but because of that dream I kept going. Like i said, I follow my dreams, that is my religion.

I eventually prayed and told the good Lord that I will continue with the site but to be patient with me because this is all very freaky; dreams and all the information thrown at me was kind of overwhelming.

my exact words were, "I don't know where your taking me but I'm holding on tight."

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