Sing...Sing a Song

Trigger warning if you are offended by talk of bodily fluids.

I just had the strangest dream.

I was at my old job when my boss told me I could leave for the day (one of the managers from my old job at a gas station). We started talking when a coworker asked me to get her a slice of pie before I left out or the day (I used to work in a deli). Then I was in a strange hospital with show tunes haha. There was a guy that was trying to get my attention. I knew that he had feelings for me but we could never seem to match up. It was like he kept trying to show his affections, and the last musical number was him finally telling me how he felt.
Then I was at Disney (I've never been there before and this is the second time I've dreamed of being there) theme park. I was the guest of honor. There were musicals and fun and laughter. I saw some people that I know in real life, and they were celebrating me. It was wonderful and amazing. All of the attractions were amazing and full of color.
Then I was going to speak with a comedian and her friend who was a cancer patient. I climbed on the bed where they were. Suddenly, I heard someone scream, "She's peeing on herself!" I looked down and I was soiling myself in this almost never ending stream of urine. My legs started oozing puss from cysts in my legs and I started vomiting. The whole time one friend (a person I knew in real life) stood by my side and held my hand while the people started to run screaming.
I could see the vomit, puss, and urine going down a drain. I couldn't talk. All I could do was watch as all of these fluids and vomit left my body. Then suddenly it was like I was trapped in between heaven and hell. It was like a giant storm cloud behind me was darkness and hell. Before me was God and Jesus if I only had faith. I started to sing the praises of God and Jesus and fought off the impending hell that lay behind me.
Then I was walking with all of these people in a type of heaven. I remember a lot of beautiful singing and holding hands. I asked one little boy if I was dead and he said, "Maybe." It was so interesting because this hell could come back. It all depended on my faith in God and Jesus Christ. I could feel within my heart and being that if only I showed complete faith in them then I could keep this hell at bay. I was struck at how the only thing I needed was faith in them. And I would be saved from this hell.
The multitudes of people and I walked and sang until we came to a sort of movie theater. There were all of these images and reptilian aliens and the like. Jesus was telling us that people would lie and turn on us, but not to lose faith. I think I must have given my story and how I got there, because a man with a full beard and accent (Maybe from the Middle East) started to give his story. He said that he was a bad man and that he didn't deserve saving. I think then that Jesus reassured him that he was indeed worthy of being saved (I saw Jesus he was a young handsome man with shoulder length hair. I just say this because in my dream I was anxious to see what he looked like haha).
Again, all throughout my dream I could have gone back to the hell place if I lost my faith in God and Jesus. I could tell that I was gaining more and more faith as the day went on. Then the multitudes of people and I (and there were all kinds of people healthy and ill-there was a feeling of love and safety however) were basically being given a tour of what Jesus was capable of. Abundant food and healing from all illness. I started to tear up at the thought of what he could do, and I started bawling when I could see doctors working on cures for illnesses. I wanted to know if my mother was there in heaven healthy and happy (she's dead in real life from sickle cell). I was just about to ask when I woke up.

What a jumble of images! What on earth could it possibly mean? Maybe it's just my brain trying to make sense of things I've been wondering about lately. Right before I went to sleep I WAS on THAT side of youtube. Yes, you guessed it pimple popping haha. I think that had a lot to do with the illness I had in the dream. Strange, just so strange.

We are all the best interpreters of our own dreams. Here are links on Psych Central to understanding our dreams.

Psych Central - Search results for Understanding our dreams

This is a dream of your own healing, and getting rid of things that made you sick in the past. You expelled disease from your body. Jesus is the symbol of your healing.

It's a healing dream, healing your lack of faith. Blessings to you!

I believe that dreams are usually trying to communicate something about our unconscious beliefs and fears to the conscious ego. So I would be curious to know what your waking religious beliefs are.

Hmm...I guess I'm still figuring out my way when it comes to my waking beliefs.

Can you say a little about the kinds of waking beliefs you are turning over?

I believe in a Creator of All That Is, but really it gets pretty fuzzy for me after that. Which could explain why I was, at first, trapped between heaven and hell.