Dream I had at about 13 or 14

I believe I understand what this dream was showing, but I wanted to share it. (I think part of it was that I didn’t know I’m autistic and to be part of The Church Life™ you usually have to put up with everything being too loud/crowded/etc)

I was trying to go to the church sanctuary. A group of us were walking down that hallway. I don’t remember what it was, but we must’ve been there to listen to a sermon (as it’s not a room that has easily movable chairs for it to become a multipurpose room.) But the normal little hill in the hallway IRL, it was a sheer wall at like a 45-degree angle. A stranger my age was holding the door and, long story short, I would fall in love with him a year later IRL but he would never love me in return 😅

I was flummoxed that we were expected to do such an impossible thing, but person after person kept either teleporting to the top, taking one step and teleporting, or failing an entire one time (sarcastic gasp!) before teleporting to the top. I don’t think I even tried. It’s like all my memory of physics was wide awake, but not awake enough to question everyone else’s ability 😆

I turned, and suddenly where there’s normally a wall, there was a path outside. There were 2 or 3-foot tall speed bumps every couple of feet for miles in the distance. Somehow I knew it was either the wall or this path. I tried to walk over the first speed bump, but it was like some sort of force field made me unable to just step over easily. I think I remember in the dream thinking something like “why can’t I step over this? I step over things this tall a lot wtf?”

so I had to kinda shimmy over it. I had the idea to get down on my hands and knees and climb over it sideways. I managed to do it and I stood back up. I felt discouraged because I was going to have to do this for who tf knows how long

i looked back, saw a couple of people, and thought “man! They put me on the path that’s supposed to just be for pregnant women and I still can’t do this normally!”

I eventually walked through the doors of the sanctuary I was trying to reach the whole time. It was empty, and looking back that makes a lot of sense; I loved finding quiet places at church

On the stage were three musicians, two men and a woman. One man was older, one man was younger, and the woman was kinda young, but you could also say she aged well

They started playing music, and it sounded awesome. I don’t remember what the music was, just that it was music I liked. Then then moved to a single file line, and they were all still themselves but now they were mixed together

As I watched, the last thing I remembered before waking up was a sense of realization and “…. Oh!!”

It didn’t dawn on me until at least a day later that they weren’t just a couple of people. They were a man and a woman. And the woman was pregnant. And she was riding a donkey.

I think if nothing else, it was assurance that as I try to pursue God and learning how to love good and love others, Christ is with me and there’s nothing shameful about being unable to do with ease what most people can do. (Like the various tasks of daily living that are difficult for me)