A dream about God
There’s the one about falling from a ten-story window into a wading pool, always ending with opened eyes just before impact. Then there’s the one about the unspeakable monster chasing you through the night while you are in your pajamas, and you can’t run and you can’t scream for help. And then there’s the one about your teeth falling out in a bloody mess running down your best suit. And on and on down the line.The one about the alligator waiting for you in your bedroom when you have to use the bathroom in the middle of the night, the one about your grandmother becoming a vampire, and the one about a little green man just outside your window. Everyone has them. Oh yeah…and how can we forget about the one where you’re at the circus with your uncle Bob and he turns into a sky scraper, while at the same time you cant find your shoes.We often transfer our deepest fears and insecurities into symbolic beasts that manifest themselves through our subconscious minds in our dreams. Most can be easily written off when you awake. Most disappear from memory within moments of the sunlight hitting our open eyes in the morning. But every now and then, there is a dream so unspeakable, so amazing, so life changing that it sticks with us for weeks, months, even years. These are the unexplainable, unimaginable images that are so real and so believable that they cannot be shrugged away..
As you may have guessed I had a dream. But this dream wasn’t just a dream, this dream shook me to my core. In this dream I was a toddler, and I was playing in a huge mud puddle. I remember being absolutely covered in mud. I also remember looking down at my chubby hands (usually in dreams I am an onlooker; which means I am in the background of the dream as an observer in the third person) and thinking “I’m really dirty, I’m going to be in trouble when my daddy gets home.” I remember being fully aware of my condition (which probably never happens to toddlers) and experiencing some fear of punishment. As this is going through my mind I look up and There he is…..
Jesus!!!!
He was beautiful. His eyes were dark brown and his gaze was piercing.There were bright rainbows coming from his being and his countenance was blinding. His robes were blown by fierce winds and spears of light made it impossible to look directly at him. I can only cheapen this experience with mere words.
I immediately braced myself for some sort of judgment, because of my obvious condition. But the next thing that happened was unexpected.
The Lord Spoke!!!!!
“Dear son don’t be afraid, come here!”
He said…
“but I’m so dirty. Im afraid to approach you!”
I said attempting to shade my eyes with my arm..
In the next scene I was suddenly in Jesus’s lap staring up at him. He is huge, and ripples of Love exzude from him. Then he spoke again:
“I dont care how dirty you get, that doesnt change my Love for you. My love is never ending and unstoppable. Dont be afraid to approach me. Im not insecure.”
Then with one motion he whiped the dirt from my cheek with his huge thumb.
Then I woke up……
The experience wrecked me, and I will never be the same again….
Jesus is so accessible. He’s not a distant father who has no tolerence for his children. He doesnt bare the resemblenece of a moody alcoholic father. Nor is he an unstable father who might flipout at any moment, and whipout whole cities full of naughty toddlers. No. God loves us with a unexplainable love that goes beyond the bounds of failure and beyond our means of escape. Its not lucid. The thing is, he gives us the choice of loving him back or not. We have the choice to love or to not love. We have the choice to avoid the figurative mudpit or to embrace it.To embrace it as a lifestyle would break his heart. But he doesnt build a fence around it, nor did he babyproof the garden of Eden. God wants us to choose.God already chose to love us in the beginning. Im so glad God isnt who people say he is because we would be screwed. Its funny how David was still concidered a man after Gods heart even after he comitted adultry AND had a man killed. In the same way we all have gotten dirty at some point or another. We did not get into the kingdom by our own works. It is because what he did on the cross.I dont think God is concerened with ridding the world of evil or having a “Christian Earth.”Just a thought. Its just Dumb to think God is scared of sinful people. When did God give the the stamp of approval on war, meanwhile sending a hurricane to whipe out all the gay people. If Im holding two extremely hot coles, Im going to drop both of them because theyre causing me pain. Im not going to throw one and embrace the other.
Anyways…
what was my point again?
Oh yeah, God doesnt care about how dirty you are
HE ONLY WANTS YOU !!!!!!!
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