confession. a dream. and newfoundland
confession.
My part II of the counter culture and church entry will have to wait until next year. I have so much I want to write on the subject that I am actually feeling unsure how to go about writing on it. I feel like I could write enough about it to fill up my allotted space on this blog service. Now it may not be that valuable of information or that interesting, but I have much I would like to say about living counter culturally as a follower of Christ. And I would like to hear other peoples journey regarding living counter culturally. So well go done that road soon.
a dream.
I have had a few dreams (night time dreams) in my life that I will carry for the rest of my life. One was when I was a teenager with a face full of acne and I dreamt I looked in the mirror and saw what my face looked like without acne. It seems like a small thing, but that dream felt like Gods gift to me as a teenager struggling with body image.
When I lived in Seattle and was involved in quest I had a dream about Gods intrinsic value of me and not my success as a person. I dont even remember much about the dream other than it was encouragement in a time of not knowing how to judge success.
Last night I had a dream that I was at the scene of a car accident up in a mountain highway of BC. The ambulance was already there and paramedics were tending to some people who were badly hurt. I noticed someone off to the side so I got out of my car and went to help this person who was hurt but did not appear to be as badly hurt as the others. Anyways, this woman was very unpleasant to look at plus she had blood all over her face and matted in her hair. In the dream I just held her and a bandage to her head and told her she would be okay. When I woke up I heard what I thought was the voice of Jesus saying, you were holding me.
The dream and the moments when I awoke were an amazing experience. I am not sure what to do with that dream. I dont share it hoping that someone will have an interpretation for me. I tend to hold dreams as a mysterious tension I place value on them and believe that God uses them to speak to us but I also dont want to base all my ministry / theology / life on them. So I will let it permeate my heart this Christmas season. I thought I would also share it with you.
and newfoundland.
I am off to Newfoundland tomorrow for about 10 days of hanging with my wife's family. I dont think I will have internet access so this may be my last entry until the New Year. If so, may this be a Christmas of celebration and reflection for you and your family.
