I dreamed that I was a surgeon. There was a war going on.
I was about to operate on a baby who had a bullet hole in his back.
Critical condition.
There was a picture of the baby with his wound on my table. There were many operating tables in the room all connected. It was like a mash unit.
I bent over the table and prayed asking God to bless my hands.
I was waiting for the baby to arrive via helicopter.
This dream says that there is a minstry, business or something just born that is in critical condition. I will be the one that God uses to help heal it. It will be all God workign through me.
I believe that it is coming and not here yet. I was waiting on its arrival.