Last Sunday morning I had a short dream. Within this dream, I was having a dream. In the inner dream I was hearing a sound, so awoke myself to see what was happening. I pushed back the curtain to look and saw two small lambs. They were clearly small, unsteady on their feet. They were typically with dirty wool. I saw them for a few seconds and then awoke from both dreams. This morning at church, I felt prodded to share the dream and give a short word, then sat down. It was very short time when a lady got from her seat, came to the back where I was sitting and began sharing. (She and her husband were relatively new to the church). She shared that during the past week she had a short dream snippet. I had followed her to their home. She felt safe, as if I was sent to help and protect her.