"Never become so heavenly that you're of no Earthly good." I can't recall where I heard that. It was very recent, but I forgot the context.

About twice a year I remember one of my dreams. Last night was one such occasion. I was standing in a garden in the black of night, looking through the open door of a church. The interior was that of my home church. It was dark inside, other than the two altar candles and the sanctuary lamp.

Suddenly, I saw a thurible floating through the air on its own, leaning back on its chain, fully-extended. I watched in shocked disbelief.

It floated up the main aisle, then censed the altar several times. After that, it levitated upwards then began violently striking the sanctuary lamp, causing the latter to swing backwards sharply and repeatedly, illuminating the sanctuary in a wild manner.

At that I snapped awake.