The dream was short. I only remember being somewhere like a church setting and a couple of us were dressed in purple. I remember the Pastor told me that I was going to have an encounter with God and she walked away. Then she came back and put a book against my face. I took this to be the bible since the setting was like a church. Soon as the book/bible was put against my face I started speaking in tongues. In reality, I speak in tongues already, so this wasn’t something new. This was all that I could remember with the dream.