Dreaming of Jesus (English version)

Dream #1: Dreaming of Jesus

Sharing: I dreamed that I was present when Jesus was crucified and was able to help carry, clean and prepare his body for burial. I helped carry him to the grave and kissed him before leaving. I could feel the weight of his body as I helped carry him. I remember the tomb was full of light, even though it was a cave.
Sometimes I have Jesus dreams, but they are never like this! I woke up feeling incredibly honored by being allowed to help and I held a strong sense of peace for days afterwards. I still feel that same peace and weeks have passed since my dream. I would like to know if there is any significance to this dream. It was very profound for me.
I have often dreamed of Jesus, who usually comes up to me and holds me for a long time. I never want these dreams to end because they are so wonderful! For days after these dreams, I feel an incredible sense of peace and joy, as if I have visited an old friend. Is he trying to communicate something to me? Thank you for your time and any help you can give me in understanding these dreams will be greatly appreciated.

Dream #2: On time for the exam

Dream: In my dream, I was in Sophia's house with another man and another person. We all had to get into a car and go to an important place. We were going there to take a written exam that was given by Kaya. Sophia + spiritual. Sincere. Beautiful angelic energy - a lack of love inside and in her relationship I wanted to leave and arrive on time but suddenly someone wanted a cup of tea, someone else wanted a bath, etc.

Dream #3: Luxury jewelry

Sharing: There are 2 phases in this dream.

Part 1: I am in a jewelry store with my husband. There are other customers before us. A customer is buying very expensive jewelry. It is our turn to look. My husband tells me to buy this jewelry, it is very beautiful but very expensive. I tell him that no, we should not buy them, they are very very expensive. He insists. I tell him that the jewelry costs 3.2 crores, we don't have that much money. We sold our factory for 1.4 crores. He continues to insist, without being able to realize. My brother then enters the store and explains to my husband that we should not buy this jewelry. My husband understands.

Part 2: We have huge dried up trees cut down on the lawn of our house so that the sunlight can reach the other plants in the garden. When the cutting is done, we discover that there is a tree that is blooming with beautiful flowers, they are in clusters and the flowers are 3-4 different colors, it was hidden because of the big parched trees. I have never seen such an amazing tree, there are no leaves but beautiful and cheerful flowers. We are happy to find the tree, we say look such a beautiful tree was hidden under the parched trees. We should have cleaned the lawn earlier.

Dream #4: Putting the pain to sleep

Dream: I saw myself standing in front of a building that was part of a residential society. The image of the building and the residential area looked familiar. But I have never seen it before in this life. I am in some sort of conversation with a guy about a job I need him to do and negotiations are underway between us. We seem to come to an agreement after some discussion and he asks me to accompany him to one of the company's houses (where the work is supposed to be done). I go there with confidence. I find myself in the back and outside the residential society, lying on concrete debris. I know I was raped by the man I was talking to earlier and his accomplices, in the house I went with him. To do the job. Even in the dream. I don't feel like it really happened to me, only the knowledge and a feeling of disgust are present in me. I am not hurt either, physically. But I know I was raped and the emotional turmoil and feeling of being dishonored is there. I walk away from there and find an auto rickshaw that takes me home. The driver of the car somehow knows what happened to me. He understands what I am going through but still does not care. He drops me off at a place where I find my parents. One look at my face and they know what happened to me too. My mother is understanding, but my father is not at all.