"That night he had a dream" (S47)

That night he had a dream, one he only realised then that he’d had many times before. The same place, the same people, the same lighting and smells.
This time Jesse noticed it all, aware rather than simply experiencing it happen.

Something had changed though. The woman at the front — the woman speaking to the room — she was in the video.
“Is it because I just watched it?” Jesse thought. A plausible, even probable deduction. Yet, he knew otherwise. She’d always been a character in this dream. He’d never seen her in another video, he would’ve remembered otherwise.

Then what? What was different?
That she was looking at him. That she was waving him over, calling him to the front. That in his hesitation, she called his name and it sounded like golden hour in mid-July.

Suddenly he was beside her, chalk in his hand as she proudly gestured for him to write his name on the blackboard. Usually, knowing several eyes were watching him would make his mouth dry, but nothing mattered more in that moment than writing his name.
He drew each letter large enough to fill the entire board, stark white against black: JESSE.

That’s who he was; bright and confident. Someone picked out in a room full of others by name.
Jesse woke up then, his phone buzzing with message 37:

“I know this is random, but I felt led to pray for you earlier today. Jesus told me to tell you that you are seen and known, and when you hear him call your name all you need to do is answer.”