i arrive at my father-in-laws house in Mesa, but i don't know what road i took to get there and i am worried about how i will get back now that it is starting to storm. I am in the silver Nissan truck, there is blankets in the bed of the truck, the girl is trying to get comfortable and sleep under these blankets. It looks like the storm is getting closer, we are standing out side my house by the gate, the gate is fallen off the hinges and water is rising. We look to the sky and God is sitting on his thrown, someone is kneeling at his feet. We see a lighting bolt that is aimed toward the earth but a spiritual hand stops the lighting bolt from touching the ground. We see another picture, a catholic saint, (my mom once told me that this was a child that died early and became a saint so now people pray to him to take care of the sick children). My father-in-law says to me, see we can worship other saints.
what is the interpretation
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