I met God and he appeared to me as a homeless man.
Years ago I had a dream that I saw an old man who was wrinkled with only white hair homeless dirty and hungry. Maybe 5’8 and 160 lbs size.
The atmosphere was dim and mostly a palate of muted blues and slight purple undertones. He was pushing a shopping cart from right to left from my field of vision and turned left and looked me in the eyes. The dream told me this is God and you are meeting him. He raised his eyebrows intrigued by me somewhat was my impression. Something of a “oh wow really?” Or even as if something new was in front of him that as a homeless person felt they’d never seen before.
He then disappeared behind a series of washing machines and that was it I never saw him again.
Something told me he was cleaning himself and on the other side of the washing machines lined up from right to left appeared a being made of radiant light. It was no longer god but someone or something else.
It or they were not the color white but radiating light and it was a human form. They were wearing a three peice suit with dress shoes. They had no pupils and were purely white, their clothes were also of light from head to toe and nothing they were wearing or was of their body was anything but radiant light. They were nearly 7 feet tall and easily a linebackers size. They looked like someone I knew in my waking life at the time who was that tall and that well dressed. For some reason that being did not make eye contact with me but looked upwards and gripped the ends of their blazer and adjusted it tugged downwards and with satisfaction.