Last night I had a great dream. I was at some place I didn’t recognize, but there was a mountain. I was heading towards the mountain when a storm was about to break, so I turned around and headed back. As I am walking, I look up into the sky, and in the storm clouds, there is a perfect cross. You could see the sky through it. Then Jesus appeared on the cross. It was beautiful. I was so excited that I took pictures to show everyone. I’m not sure whether it was just my subconscious mind or Jesus really showing himself to me, but I do know that it is something to hold onto until my prayer is answered.