Dreams

[XIX]

I dreamt that I was watching something that would be on the History channel. And it was about Jesus. There was a shot of Jesus's corpse, as if it has been laying there and somewhat preserved for an extended period of time. I could only assume that He was in His grave. Then there was this voiceover: "This just goes to show how the powers that be can be extremely cruel in administering punishment," they said something to that effect.

Now, it didn't occur to me until I was starting to wake up that Jesus was in His grave. In my dream, He had never been risen. But I don't really think that's something I should read into at all.

Also, Jesus never got scourged in this dream. I noticed that He had no scourge marks, and found that very odd because I always link the scourging with Jesus's suffering for our sins of unchastity.

Then as I was about 25% awake, I heard something that I swear was a real voice. It was my little sister's voice, sounding frightened and stunned, "wow...oh [i]wow...[/i]" And my sister just recently fell away from her faith, something I feel at least partially responsible for.

Strange. This is really sticking with me, because I don't know what is going on in my subconscious that I would dream something like that. maybe this post should come with a few grains of salt, I don't know. Maybe this doesn't belong in the Transmundane board, maybe this is just me being silly, but this dream has been weighing on my mind for a little bit. I've had a few strange dreams lately. I had one where I tried to hug one of my friends, and I later found out that I had broken her arm in the process! I've also had a few dreams in which I've been babied in one way or another, and I found it demeaning.

Please note that these are just dreams. I am in no way trying to suggest that Jesus is not risen, or that hugs are bad because you'll crack somebody's ribs. I'm just curious as to why my subconscious is so out of whack. Maybe I should just take these with a grain of salt and move on with my life.

[Charms717RM1]

I recently had some disturbing dreams that really made me uneasy. Not uneasy about my faith, just that my mind could come up with something so whacked and twisted. Then it hit me- for some strange reason I had been taking my scapular off before going to sleep. So I started to kept it on, asked St. Michael to fight for me while i get some rest, and the dreams haven't bothered me since.

[cmotherofpirl]

I dreamed once I was at my final judgement and Jesus was going over every single sin I ever committed. Some of the sins were ones I had not yet committed. That was not anexperience I would like to repeat.