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(I swear I am not christian and yet I have these dreams)

My Father's House

I was walking along a sandy shore near a cliff with a group of people. A tall mound of Sand began to blow away revealing I GIANT Jesus buried in the sand. If you've ever seen there Harry Potter movie where you see the one giant... he was that big. The sand blew away just below his torso and I saw him mounted on a cross. His head was hung low and I saw his head gushing with blood where he wore a crown of thorns. Then The King of the Jews rose his head and looked at me. When he spoke his voice sounded as if it was both human and godly. I was terrified. He said to me, "I am now going to my Father's house. Won't you, my son, come with me?"

Suddenly he was no longer there but in his place, was a slow witted giant in shackles. Children were running under him playing a game to avoid his fists smashing into them. I also participated in this game.