This morning, I awoke to an odd dream.
I was at my house in Marietta, where I spent the bulk of my life growing up (3rd grade – end of high school). I had a pump spray bottle of poison and was sent to go kill the snakes in the ground.
It was dusk.
I went out in the driveway and carport area and was told to do something (thump the ground or the like) to agitate the snakes out of their holes. So, I did.
One snake came out, and I sprayed it. It was a two-headed black snake with yellowish-green markings on it. It died quickly.
Then, the king cobra started coming out, and I had fear. My little bottle didn’t seem sufficient to do the work. There were other snakes with it, and the cobra seemed to be eating a king snake. It slithered around the side of the carport and around towards the back.
Then, I awoke.
I heard, “I have given you power to tread on serpents and scorpions, and nothing will harm you.”