This morning I dreamed I was getting out of my family van in the church parking lot. There were three skinny but long brown wood beams and one thicker heavier wood beam of the same length. I hoisted them up on my right shoulder and steadied them as they were heavy. I heard a man in the parking lot talking about the cross. I started to walk up a flight of stairs. It was difficult, seemingly more so with each step. As I got to the lop of the building stairs I collapsed exhausted and started to cry. I looked up thru glass doors and just inside was Jesus facing the altar, dressed in a gold trimmed white robe with both hands outstretched.EOD
Blessings and Peace in the Name of Jesus, Amen!