**Need your help or interpretive opinion. I get a few pronounced dreams every year. Some are more memorable than others, and deserve to be documented as such. I figured angels came to Joseph and Mary in a very emotional time of their lives by way of dreams. **
**There is a doorway from my childhood Catholic school that leads into the spacious parish chapel. It is very quite dim. My view is about 15-30 feet from the Chapel doors from the classroom hallway. The doorway is all polished oak. The classroom hallway has flat carpet and white, yellow, and lime tiles aligning the walls. As I am rushing to get to the chapel, a man comes out of an adjacent stairway right next to these chapel doors and heads into the chapel until he drops something shiny, he turns around to pick it up, as he crouches, he see me and freezes, I, in turn, halt. The man is in a very nice black suit. He is very tall and broad shouldered, intimidating build, strong, but has a gawky awkward sense to his body. He has no face! Nothing. Completely fuzzed out. Floating black area. I awake. **
Now I got a great sense of confusion from this dream when it happened so many years ago, maybe is just a dream and I should just bury it, but it lingers for some reason. I know science tends to say that dreams are just a run down of the days events or constant thoughts that replay in your head, but what do you think? If that is what science says toward dreams, what does our faith say? What am I chasing after? Why am I trying to run into the chapel? Who the heck is this person?
I know this is not a forum for expert advice, this is merely fun, how would you interpret it, if it was you?