Readers -

months ago Bob Ware and I had the same dream on the same night, which you can read about here:

http://www.fivedoves.com/letters/may2012/clay517-2.htm

This weekend, we have again had strikingly similar dreams. Bob's recounting is first, then mine:

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I had another dream where my deceased brother Chuck was preparing a banquet hall. I had to enter from a very difficult doorway that was blocked 
by bars that you had to crawl over. It didn't make sense and I told him
that a simpler entrance was needed. I could see into the banquet hall -
it had red carpets. I recognized the place - like I had been there
before.

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I dreamed a strikingly similar dream. it's kind of hard to describe. I was in a storage room that was behind the altar of my old boyhood church. I had to climb way up over some odd furniture and railings to get to the top of the area. At the top, I climbed through a circular stained glass window into another room in another state. I was at the ceiling level of this new room and climbed down a tall chest of drawers to get to floor level.  

There was a party/gathering planned and a family member was putting it on. she distinctly asked me to stay at her side when the party got started. Soon people began to arrive and one group drove a very small sports car into the room where I was. It was distinctly bright red and very low to the ground and the driver backed it in. it had about three people in it. 

I knew in the dream that I had to go back through the window to the other place to get something, and that I could go back and forth, but I had to climb over these things to get to the high opening in both places.

our dreams are too similar and strange to be coincidence. 

I remember in the dream of the white rooms of 3.23.10, I floated through space then up to the ceiling of the large white barn area, then crawled through an impossibly small space into the museum. 

http://www.fivedoves.com/letters/july2012/clay721-1.htm

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Jesus is Lord.