Daydreamer2: Do you believe in reflections with God?

Thank you for sharing your sign... and about your reflections... And yes, I do belive reflections, prayers and mediations are important.. Earlier this week I had an exciting experience.. Now, I been going through a hard time with my family... So, I feel alone alot... althought I know most of its my winter related depression making me feel this way.. I went to bed and thought about when was the last time I felt this bad.. How did I make i through it... And I remembered.. I declared the Earth my Mother, and Jesus as my Father... cause I felt like my adopted parents were not like parents, and did not feel much love from them.. and I was nicknamed "Mother Nature" at the time.. So Father Jesus and Mother Earth felt good for Mother Nature... As well.. ... Then I giggled about thinking of Jesus as a Father.. wondered what it would be like to have such a compassionate father like that... Then I drifted to sleep... And I had a dream... I dreamt Jesus was by my bedside.. Talking to me... As earlier in the day before bed.. I told the chatroom how G-d is in my life, and will come to comfort you in times of need.. and I needed that comfort in anyway I could get it... It was a rare night I was crying out of hurt... Now, my spiritual path is Heinzism, I learn from all religions and do my best to walk my own path in truth and life.. and I hope this does not upset G-d or Jesus.. and I have a swearing problem.. So... the next part was what Jesus said to me.... and what he did in the dream was really comfortable.. He told me things are gonna be alright.. They are gonna be okay.. He still loves me even though I sin.... And not to let that get in my way of approaching or asking him for help, or comfort... And I said I please need some comfort... And He grabbed my blankets.. and tucked me in.. and I smiled at him.. and said I love you Dad... Then I started to wake up... I realised my hands were under my covers... all 7 of my covers.. Were pulled up to my chin, and I was perfectly tucked in... I laid there for a moment in awh of it started to drift back to sleep as I asked.. Who tucked me in? Then I thought of the dream and giggled.. nah.. I am 29 years old.. So its a little weird to wake up all tucked in perfectly.. So I wandered downstairs asked my parents if they tucked me in.. They said nope... So Whether Jesus really appeared by my beside and tucked me in or a passed on relative did it for him... Either way what a really powerful simple gesture that comforted me, and when I think about it I get strong warm fuzzies... To think that I as a Non Christian... and as Heinzist.. Was reminded Jesus loves me anyhow regardless of my religion, and regardless of my potty mouth.. that he tucked me in. Makes me all the more want to try to get rid of that potty mouth... as I feel relaxed loved and secured.. then there is no threat or pain to swear at. Take care, - DNatureofDTrain