i had a crazy nightmare

x2

last night.

basically, I woke up to a group of my friends plus my Dad in a house in LA where a bunch of guys rolled up in a tan corolla and had a shootout. a handful of us survived and jet from the house... except my Dad told us to go ahead without him. We grudgingly agreed and as we pulled away, we saw the same tan corolla pull up with more guys.

I woke up sweating and seriously disturbed.

and then I went back to sleep. and promptly dreamt that I was on the verge of dying and all I could do was cry, "Oh God, I'm unsure, I'm unsure."

Unsure of salvation maybe.

two nightmares. both regarding death. I am seriously freaked out.

I need prayer!