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Just then the lights dimmed in the room and I found myself alone. All the authorities of the church, past and present, were suddenly gone. The dream was fading, and I slowly came back to a half and groggy consciousness. I lay in my bed staring at the ceiling, unable to fully make sense of everything that just happened on the stage of my unconscious mind. But as I restlessly struggled to remember the many questions I had asked and the disparate answers I was given, I couldn’t help feel conflicting emotions. On the one hand, I was disturbed – deeply disturbed – with the feeling that I had just interviewed authorities from two entirely separate religions – that the church today is nothing like that of old. On the other hand, I was relieved, because, after all, it was all just a dream... only a dream...
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