All truth is God's truth
Last night, God gave me a dream. In the dream, I was at my mother’s house and I saw contractors pull up and get out of their trucks, maybe landscapers, I don’t know. The contractor said that he wasn’t sure if he was at the right place, or where he was to do his work. I showed him my neighbor’s yard and the boundaries, explaining that this is the property they are asking about. He looked around and said that it looks like this is my yard not my neighbors. I said no, it might look that way, but this yard belongs to my neighbor. He then pointed to a milled stone that looked like a square post designed to mark the boundary, and said that this looks like where one yard begins and the other ends. I said that the stone has been moved from its original place. I spoke the truth to the contractor and the contractor believed me and went to work on my neighbor's yard.