One such dream involved the Pope and an assassination attempt: In our travels, we met one of the contenders for the papacy, a very open-minded, progressive character (that should have been my first clue!) who seemed very aware of the need to balance change with tradition.
As we were chatting with him in my relatives’ living room here in Eisenach (which, oddly enough, resembled my classroom back home in Toronto!), my former boss from Tyndale asked a provocative question, to which the papal contender responded by showing a ppt that was on-message, as he remained silent, as if to indicate that he personally was open to other interpretations.
Suddenly, several body guards came into the room, turned off the lights, and walked quickly but silently towards us. The pope guy immediately ran to the back of my classroom and hid behind a door. One guard moved towards and hid Alex, the other whispered in my ear calmly that I should go and hide, which I did, in the coat closet in my classroom; he moved Simon towards me to hide together with me.
At this point I realised I was dreaming, and woke up to find myself safely in a bed in Eisenach!