Don't give up on doing good

Dreams from our trip to New Brunswick. I didn't actually sleep much during the trip. Nor did I write down the dreams until I got home, so I'm not entirely sure which days I had them! (they are all from the past week though)

The Cut Hand
There was a man with a cut on his hand. I was trying to help stop the bleeding but I seemed to be making it worse. I told him to put a Kleenex on it and I was pressing on it. Then I told him to hold his hand a diffferent way (maybe up higher?) Sometimes it seemed to bleed more and sometimes less.

The Gun
I was using a gun to try to shoot a bad man but he had a magnetic shield and my bullets would stop in mid-air and drop to the ground. I stopped shooting as that wasn't getting me anywhere and instead started searching for the switch to the magnetic field.

This again had the 'don't give up' feel to it.
When I got home from our trip Sandy had sent me a scripture she got from a friend. I had just written my dreams down and then I looked up the scripture. Part of it went like this:
2 Kings 19:32
He(refering to the King of Assyria) will not enter this city or shoot an arrow here.
He will not come before it with shield or build a siege ramp against it.
By the way he came he will return, he will not enter this city.
I (referring to God) will defend this city and save it.
which when I read I thought of my dream.

Brooke
I dreamt I was going to do a speech and I was pairing objects up together. I was finding the objects to demonstrate with. Then I realized that before I started speaking I wanted to talk about Brooke being in the paper and make a big deal out of it.

Background to this: Brooke is graduating grade 8 tomorrow I think but before we left the local newspaper ran a special section on 'Faces of Tomorrow' and picked out one or 2 kids from each school and did a little piece on them. Brooke was in that special section and the piece is now clipped to my refrigerator.