I dreamed that I was at a synagogue. We hung out with the Jewish people during their services and then around a big table of food. It was awesome. Everyone was singing and having a big time.
I felt like I was an undercover Christian but I think that they were believers. One kid was at the table and started reading from Matthew. I was going to correct him that Jesus was Messiah and that Jews didnt believe in Him. He kept going.
Another kid called me “dad”.
I went to the bathroom to pee, and there were a bunch of Jewish men laying around on the floor. They were all kinda napping.
I was going to go but got to thinking that it was way too quiet in there so I left.
It was a great time connecting with them. We were close – very close and got to that point in a hurry.