It's just mind boggling, how a dream speaks to you....especially the one where u can't really remember the details, but enough memory has been etched to leave an impression within you, or a lesson to be grasped.
What turned out to be a supposed 1 hour rest nap, become one such a deep sleep of 3.5 hours, which certainly didn't felt like so because of the dream.
I can still remember certain scenes, like me and the friend in a deep felt hug, and this whole entire thing which happened to me and had me out-casted and left alone. Now, the only remnant thing left is this huge feeling of being humbled. The reminder that really, I am so nothing without God. The reality of how easily things I've built around me can so easily crumble, and the foolishness of it all, when eternity and majesty is not considered in the grand pictorial purpose of it all.
Such deeply impacting dreams......has it been twice, or thrice already?