Dreams

The cross

When I was around 17 I fell asleep and I was suddenly at a hill and there was a pathway up to the 3 different cross.  I touched the middle one saying thank you for sacrificing your son.  The cross fell over and after a while I remember pulling the cross back up.  I once again touched the cross and said thank you for sacrificing your son.  I heard some kind of noise and I looked up to see Jesus on the cross.  He looked exactly the same as I saw him when I was 6.  Only this time I saw nails driven into his hands and feet.  I saw his arms and his back was whipped and there was blood dripping down everywhere even on his face because of the crown of thorns.  His body was naked expect for the white cloth around his waist.  His eyes where full of pain but at the same time they where full of love and care.  I remember trying to step forward to help him to take him down but I couldn't.  Like there was some kind of force holding me back.  I remember pleading with him saying please let me take your place.  You don't deserve to die but I do I am a sinner and I don't deserve this kind of grace.  He kept looking at me.  Then he said it is finished and he hung his head a Roman general came up and thrusted his spear onto the left side of Jesus.  And they took him down.  I was crying the entire time and I remember waking up from that in tears.  Only dream that I ever woke up crying from.  But when he did die from the cross I know he was resurrected 3 days later.