I always get dreams before my dog’s cross over into their world. With my first, I saw Jesus and He asked me to hand Him Freda’s tennis ball. I naturally said why? But handed it over. The next day Freda died. So I immediately knew He was playing ball with her. And what a better shepherd than me! It was strangely comforting.
Plus Shepherds like shepherd dogs!

I grew up in church literally
Conceived in a presbyter house
And first kiss in a steeple
I liked looking at church from above
And of course kissing
When I first read Song of Songs
I was shocked to know
This had occurred before
But the girl was God
In that poem.

At church, or in that milieu
I mainly trusted the sound guys, the artists and the deacons, they knew where to smoke without anyone noticing
And they didn’t like the decor of the church, but they did like Jesus so
Put up with it all. And hung out
To make it a cooler more authentic scene. They got that Jesus liked broken things, and had to live with bad aesthetics!