I'LL BE SATISFIED AS LONG AS I WALK; LET ME WALK CLOSE TO THEE.
I see a field, crowded with people. Nobody knows what's going on. To get a better vantage, a friendly stranger helps me onto another's shoulders. But even as I am being raised up, I am on a hill. There are people as far as I can see, yet they seem so far away, except this smaller crowd. They looked to be in every mixture of emotions: scared, crying, confused, angry, and heart-broken. As all the others seem to just fade away, I am touched to be with these few.
Then I wake up and hear, "Feed My Sheep."