I had probably the oddest frakin’ dream I’ve ever had in my entire life last night. Are you ready for this? Ok, here goes…
I dreamed I was in a oddly shaped church w/a swimming pool in back section. No, that’s not the weird part even though, my friend Trev busted out laughing as soon as those words were out of my mouth. He could tell already it was a doozy! Anyway, I kept diving into the deep end of the pool and every time I did I was possessed by Jesus Christ when I came up for air. I know weird. And before any religious folks go off the deep end w/your voodoo, read the rest of the story. (Yes, it gets worse)
While I’m possessed, I’m still the same inside but on the outside I’m all glowy and I can heal people, fix broken buildings, see the truth, etc. You know the whole “image”. Now for the record, I didn’t “feel” the presence of anyone other than myself nor did the dream have any “holiness” to it. Jesus wasn’t in me, I was just suddenly the aspect of Jesus in my dream. The dream repeats a few times where I do amazing things, blah blah blah. Then at one point, I’ve just performed some sort of miracle and I go up to the pulpit and God is there. Except God is rather buff, hairy, and wearing a toga type garment. We hug (No, I wasn’t coping a feel, it was a father/son hug however, I do remember thinking in the dream dad was buff. lol)
It was at this point that my friend interrupted the dream by waking me up. When the grogginess wore off and the sheer ludicrousness of the dream hit me, I started giggling and told Trev immediately.
I giggled all the way to the gym.