I was thinking about dogs before I went to bed and about how much I could love a dog because they are so loyal and love people so much and I love animals so much.
So I dreamt about dogs - all kinds of dogs, but since I love cats, the dogs were sort of like cats, only they were dogs. And I was loving these dogs, and thinking about how great it is to love an animal.
And suddenly, I had a baby in my lap and it was my younger brother. When I was about 8 I did hold my younger brother in my lap like this. In my dream he was sick and dying, and I was saying, "no" to him. I was wooing him back to health.
The thing is that my brother is distant from God now. He had a relationship to God in his youth but was disturbed by the idea that God would send anyone to hell, so he left Him.
I was thinking, "how much more we love a person than an animal, because there is so much more to get to know." And I thought how I loved him, and I cried.
Then he revived.