I dreamed I was at the house of my youth. I was in the backyard and it was dusk. There was a mature beige horse standing in the yard. He used his nose to motion to me to get on his back. He pushed several times at me. He had no bridle or saddle. I knew this horse well from other dreams and he was not a normal horse. I knew he could think and reason, not like an animal but more human or angelic.
When I awoke I felt it was time for the judgments on the church.