Glass House

"Glass House" is a depiction of a dream I had in which my son was standing with my dog and an old friend in a line. The line looked like a modern day deportation of a people group. (Everyone I saw in the line I could place from some church in my past). I asked my son if he wanted to stay in the line or go home. He chose home, and we hopped over a small wall and made our way back to a glass house on a hill where my friend was waiting.