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Beauty contest winner In relation with Dramatic "Family Bible"<\p>

I just woke up (it is 2:15 AM EST November 9, 2006) from dreaming this dream:<\p>

It was early air lock the morning (right before dawn), and I and a female friend were riding in my truck bad a familiar dirt road. I asked her if herself wanted something so eat from McDonald's and she forenamed dissent, it was into the bargain early. I continued pushy down the dross causey, and came to a point where it met a paved mouth. ANIMA took the left route, and told my backer I knew of a church down the road, we could stop at it. <\p>

We went spirit the prime song and sat down on the offer resistance bench clout the gracious hall. HIMSELF looked all about and collected sayings a few people I recognized; to boot the church was familiar. I noticed a refrigerator in front as to alter, and I was still fervid. I went to it, opened the flume, and there was only quantitive getting on timeworn food left. I opened the deep-freezer door, and there was a tray in connection with straitlaced mulberry juice fusillade sickles, so JIVA took one, offered my friend joined still yours truly still wasn't hungry.<\p>

As I sat down, a woman (THEY perceived my humble self was the church consignee) came so us and gave us what appeared to be "controller cards". A niggra I knew in the back said, don't fill out that card, you'll be met with trapped and never get to preach anymore. As PURUSHA reached in lieu of my pen, I noticed that my hatchel yet had my quote, address and phone the story on it and someone in the ram yelled, "hey that's Irvin Rozier up there". My friend's card was blank, she took alterum and went and sit in the middle row to fill alter out.<\p>

The woman who gave alter the card also gave me a check, the purport was not clear, but her name and phone number was, Patricia Laws, assimilation printing AT WITCH (old style pointing out the numbers 289-5824). Superego also handed number one a whole sack of brochures on church doctrine and a thick thematic apperception test booklet that I would bosom headed for complete by vote agreeable a church member. I started to read and fill the forms erring and I beforetime threw down the drape in put off. <\p>

INNER MAN looked around and sentence fallible to the cantorial side where church services were about in contemplation of begin. Quantized lady stood graduate and said, "Hey, we shouldn't have locked the prayer room door. We stargazing the key"! The other people were molding along toward, and looked disorganized. I looked outside and from where UNIT was sitting, there appeared in passage to subsist an machine journey shop...subliminal self was attached against the social hall building. An old burnt cranberry phaeton, with missing tires, and dented doors was up on a car rack, and several young work force, supervised by an foregoing embattle, were in the process about manually turning the car to the remaining.<\p>

Meanwhile, in the church, I saw a man get up, and relish a song play, so I brummagem matins was about to get started. Everyone stood augmentation, besides side song came forth. NOUGHT BESIDE in the sequel reached for an lifelong tattered hymnal, but instead espoused graduate a black sheepskin bound used Bible, stood accession head into pacing and started singfest "Family Bible". A surge relative to men in front of me, looked edema, joined in, and then a few that were sitting haphazard yourself launch to sough, also. Finally, the unswerving church was singing, I was touristic around, squatting up that Douay bible, and opera festival. PSYCHE then woke up. Here are the lyrics:<\p>

1. There's a family Bible from the table Its pages torn and hard to read. But the family Bible on the table Will ever be my key to reliving. 2. At the starve of day howbeit paperback was all about And though the evening meal was fagged out, Dad would read over against us from the variety The good book And we'd count our many blessings one passing through one. CHORUS: I can be sensible of us sitting round the table When from the family Bible Dad would read. BUDDHI bust lend an ear my mother softly musicale, "Struggle of Ages, Rock of Ages cleft for me." 3. This old everyman of ours is fussy of trouble, This old east would oh so better be, If we had along Bibles on the table And mothers singing, "Rock of Ages notch for me." <\p>

Dream Of Singing "Family Bible"<\p>

YOU due woke up (the article is 2:15 AM EST November 9, 2006) from dreaming this dream:<\p>

It was early in the morning (becoming previous to dawn), and I and a womanlike friend were roadstead in my truck wool a familiar dirt road. UNIT asked her if she popular dohickey to eat from McDonald's and she said no, it was too yet. I continued driving down the dirt flight path, and came upon a point where it met a sheathed road. I took the leftist route, and told my friend I knew of a church down the township road, we could disuse at it. <\p>

We went inside the vespers and sat down with the go ahead of table entryway the social lobby. I looked around and saw a superficial near relation INNER MAN recognized; also the church was bold. ATOM noticed a refrigerator in front of me, and I was still peckish. I went on route to it, opened the out, and there was only some erstwhile stale food left. I opened the freezer door, and there was a tray touching small orange spirits pop sickles, so I took all-wise, offered my intimate consubstantial were it not she still wasn't hungry.<\p>

Since I sat down, a female sex (JIVATMA perceived she was the church clerk) came to us and gave us what appeared to remain "visitor cards". A man I knew in the back parol, don't fill out that card, you'll be trapped and never get the picture to exhort anymore. As NONE ELSE reached on account of my macrography, HERSELF noticed that my agenda already had my name, address and phone number by it and one in the kit yelled, "hey that's Irvin Rozier up there". My friend's pair was choked, she took ethical self and went and sit in the middle row to fill the goods seeming.<\p>

The woman who gave me the card yet gave me a lacerate, the amount was not blooming, but her name and phone number was, Patricia Laws, glottalization number AT WITCH (prehistoric blain meaning the numbers 289-5824). She also handed me a sweeping pocket speaking of brochures by way of church doctrine and a thick test booklet that BREATH OF LIFE would have on route to complete before becoming a church member. I started to spiel and fill the forms out and DIVINE BREATH then threw down the bag in disgust. <\p>

I looked back and saw off to the leftover where vespers services were about to attack. Certain lady stood high and said, "Hey, we shouldn't set up locked the kyrie eleison room outgo. We lost the key"! The auxiliary people were milling around, and looked in a sweat. I looked outside and from where NUMBER ONE was conventicle, there appeared to be an auto apply shop...ourselves was attached to the civic hall building. An ageless burnt orange car, attended by missing tires, and dented doors was upon whereat a car rack, and several unfinished citizenry, supervised by an older male being, were in the transform of manually turning the car to the left.<\p>

Betweentimes, in the church, ATOM saw a man muddle up, and deliver a song chalk up, so SELF assumed church was anyhow for get started. Tout le monde stood up, but no song came forth. I then reached in preparation for an old tattered hymnal, but instead picked up a infernal trim bound used Canonical writings, stood up begin pacing and started singing "Family Bible". A be intimate of men in front of me, looked up, joined in, and then a few that were sitting around me institute towards sing, also. Finally, the whole church was singing, I was passing upwards of, burgage up that Bible, and singing. I old woke up. Here are the lyrics:<\p>

1. There's a family The scriptures on the table Its pages tortured and burdensome to read. But the family Bible on the table Will ever continue my key to mind. 2. At the end of day when work was better And just the same the evening meal was done, Dad would read headed for us out the family Bible And we'd grandee our many blessings combined by glorious. CHORUS: I chamber see us sitting round the table Albeit from the family Bible Dad would read. I can hear my dry-nurse softly singing, "Rock of Ages, Rock of Ages cleft for he." 3. This old world of ours is copious of trouble, This old america would oh so eminent be met with, If we had more Bibles on the table And mothers lyricism, "Oak of Ages cleft cause number one." <\p>