I preached that Sunday

Well......in the dream I had this morning, and truthfully, I taught.
I saw my Uncle Nate who is our Head Pastor now. He called to me and said that he wanted me to preach. I get up but I'm thinking, "I'm not able to preach! I'm not qualified! I've not been fasting or praying or preparing for this. Nah I'm not preaching.........but then again, I don't mind teaching."
I get up to the podium and, resolved in teaching to the masses, I try to figure out what to teach. The only thing that I can quote scripture on is about marriage. Oh yea I've studied that, and how you have to stay married and that you really can't get a divorce but if you do you gottta stay single or be reconciled to your husband/wife (that's a lot to say in one sentence right?)
So I proceed to teach the people about marriage and divorce, which would also include relationships, and how to handle yourself when you are going through a divorce. But wait there's more!
The dream switches.
I see myself sitting on the right hand side of my son. He's close to me like he's leaning on me or maybe I'm kinda engulfing him protectively. My wife is with us, sitting on his left but kind of across from me. My son writes a list of words down and says each word. The words he repeats are a little bigger than a kid his age would know and understand. There was one really big word that starts with an "s" and he got it right. My wife is there as if she's supporting him in case he messes up a word. I'm testing him, picking a word here and there. He gets them all right.
Thoughts.
2 thoughts on the preaching. First- I REALLY don't believe that I'm supposed to become a preacher.....period, end of story, plain and simple. But I wonder if it means that I need to have a greater impact within the church. I'm involved yes, but maybe I'm to do more, you know? I can say that I would LOVE to go around teaching about marriage and divorce and God's standard on the topic. But only if that's what He desires of me. Until then, I won't. So many Christians can't see how far they need to go. There's so much information that they aren't getting, so much they need to know. There are plenty who think they are doing everything they can, yet don't realize that they are falling short. I wish I could help. 2nd thought is that I had spent some time yesterday with a friend that I had to cut off a while back. I had fallen in love with her, and never saw it. Some may say, "Well if you loved her, and she loved you, why cut her off?" Because according to God, I'm still  married to my wife. The love that I had for my friend should have been for my wife. In essence, I was cheating on my wife emotionally. So I cut off my friend. That was last year around July. So I meet her yesterday after she comes back into town for a test, and I explain to her why I had to, and we talk about the spiritual aspect of me cutting her off. We talk about the spiritual aspect of me enduring my wife's continual refusal to let me interact with my son. It was just a good 30 minutes or so at least of me explaining God's standards. So my dream may have been in reference to my teaching this friend about God's standard.
As for my son, I took it as it's time to send my son letters. I used to do so but my wife told me to stop until she tells me he can read......which was true.  So I stopped. He's three now, going on four. I know that he's pretty smart. I figure that hes ready for a letter from Dad, especially one that doesn't have a bunch of detail. The coolest part about that portion of the dream is that in my separation and divorce, anytime I dreamed any dream, it was always about my wife. This is the first time, maybe second time, I've dreamed about my son so clearly. What was also cool too is that as we sat together, me, my wife and our son, there was no arguing. Just respect and acceptance. We treated each other like Christians.
So I guess that's it then.