Dreams
The Creed song proclaims that when dreaming we are guided to another world. And the truth of this is that whether we mean dreams that come to us like mist in the darkness of our sleep or the dreams we imagine into existence and call goals, dreams are other worldly.
There are few sleeping dreams that I can recall, they come and go so quickly that typically I am left only with the feeling that they impart. Some dreams seem so real, as if they burst from deep with my heart. Other dreams have caused trepidation and fear. And still others have been so odd that I am curious to know which part of me those dreams came from.
There is nothing in life quite like dreaming because we are not in control of the scenes that play out. While we may be capable of dictating the dramatic events of our day to day life, the interactions with our peers, the confrontations with our loved ones, dreams are of another world telling us something. There are countless books to help you understand your dreams. Some I suppose are genuine and real, others a sham to make a profit. But regardless of whether we believe the opinions of others, it still remains that dreams are meaningful.
But even more meaningful than the wispy dreams of our sleep are the dreams that make up the foolishness of life. Martin Luther King Jr. proclaimed his dream that one day his four children would be able to live in a world where character counted for more than skin color. He dreamed of world where all men, all religions, all ages would be able to stand together under the protection of freedom. And in 1960's America what a foolish dream it was. We are such stuff as dreams are made on... claims Prospero, and if that be the case than dreams are truly foolish in the most holy way possible. Foolish as his dream was, King belted it out from the valleys of Tennessee to the hilltops of Georgia and people responded.
In a world that is desperate for dreams, the pastors and priests and pew members must once again find in themselves a dream to share. We need a dream to bring us hope in a tempestuous world, but most of all we need a dream that is foolish enough to believe in and holy enough to care about. A dream so daring that it will stir in us the best of intentions and perhaps, maybe, the greatest of action. "Love your neighbor as yourself," dreamed Jesus. And I can't help but believe that he didn't command it so much as he dreamed it aloud. "Love your neigbhor," is a dream worth fighting off the dawn for.
There are few sleeping dreams that I can recall, they come and go so quickly that typically I am left only with the feeling that they impart. Some dreams seem so real, as if they burst from deep with my heart. Other dreams have caused trepidation and fear. And still others have been so odd that I am curious to know which part of me those dreams came from.
There is nothing in life quite like dreaming because we are not in control of the scenes that play out. While we may be capable of dictating the dramatic events of our day to day life, the interactions with our peers, the confrontations with our loved ones, dreams are of another world telling us something. There are countless books to help you understand your dreams. Some I suppose are genuine and real, others a sham to make a profit. But regardless of whether we believe the opinions of others, it still remains that dreams are meaningful.
But even more meaningful than the wispy dreams of our sleep are the dreams that make up the foolishness of life. Martin Luther King Jr. proclaimed his dream that one day his four children would be able to live in a world where character counted for more than skin color. He dreamed of world where all men, all religions, all ages would be able to stand together under the protection of freedom. And in 1960's America what a foolish dream it was. We are such stuff as dreams are made on... claims Prospero, and if that be the case than dreams are truly foolish in the most holy way possible. Foolish as his dream was, King belted it out from the valleys of Tennessee to the hilltops of Georgia and people responded.
In a world that is desperate for dreams, the pastors and priests and pew members must once again find in themselves a dream to share. We need a dream to bring us hope in a tempestuous world, but most of all we need a dream that is foolish enough to believe in and holy enough to care about. A dream so daring that it will stir in us the best of intentions and perhaps, maybe, the greatest of action. "Love your neighbor as yourself," dreamed Jesus. And I can't help but believe that he didn't command it so much as he dreamed it aloud. "Love your neigbhor," is a dream worth fighting off the dawn for.
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