I dreamed that blogging Friends were looking at evidence of Jesus' life among us. It was a crystal bowl of exquisite design said to belong to Christ and his followers. Various Friends discussed their beliefs related to this ancient evidence. I remained unimpressed by the vessel because it appeared to be manufactured at a later date and betrayed a European and even American artistic and industrial background. The glass was too clear and the edges too crisp. Even so, it was impressive, old, and fragile. In fact, it was so old that it was chipping away. One could see that underneath was an even older vessel made of red clay. I could see the hand-turned pot beneath the shine of the crystal and I could even touch the earthenware bowl's base where it was completely exposed at the base. Touching it sent shivers right through me.
And I thought, "What if this is real? What if he was real?" And I thought how much I wanted to believe not in the beautiful crystal form but in the rude, red earth beneath.