So the part of this dream that I can remember... my parents were trying to figure out how to pull into a McDonalds drive-thru... but it was confusing and unmarked and there was a long line of people standing in the parking lot. Eventually I suggested that line was probably where they wanted to go... of course they blew me off (just like real life.) and tried to do their own thing. After taking MUCH longer than it should have, they finally joined the line.
Then the scene changed.. and I was in a house of some sort with my mom and a bunch of other people. A young boy with short light-colored hair suddenly came up and asked me to help choose some colors from the paint sample swatches he had in his hands. I was supposed to match an olive-green color the best I could with two other colors... one a sort of yellowish color, the other a wine-red. Mom kept trying to burst in and complicate things but I managed to thwart her for the most part... it was annoying though.
After I'd chosen the colors, the boy moved to leave, when I noticed he'd left one of the swatches on the table. I grabbed what I thought was it and went after him, but it turns out I grabbed an empty envelope with my name on it that made me think of it having to do with the church or something.
I managed to grab the swatch and caught up with the boy... he then turned to me after I'd given them to him, and smiled nervously with an eerie 'knowing' look, hesitating to tell me something. I asked him what was up and he replied with something like "...You never had a testimony... it feels strange."
I was shocked at first, then smiled at him, if a bit sadly. "Yes. That's true." I replied.
There was a bit more to the dream after that... but I can't really remember it and ended up being woken up by my phone.
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