Dreams

I often find myself drifting off.  It isn’t intentional.  It isn’t even related to what is, or is not, going on around me.  My drifting off is isn’t a commentary on the moment at hand.  Quite the contrary.  I find my mental wanderings are directly related to the passions of my soul.  The present can trigger a reaction which in turn leans to a unexpected mental journey.  I caught myself in one yesterday.
 
There are certain principles in life that are life sustaining facts.  Many don’t know the truth.  The idea that God care unconditionally is foreign to many.  The idea that we do not draw ourselves closer to Divinity by our actions contradicts everything we know.  It can be difficult to comprehend just how diverse, flexible, and adaptable Divinity can be.  Put all this together and you find God in the oddest places.  As one opens one’s eyes you find God in touch with people of all walks of life; spiritual and by all account non-spiritual, healthy and less so, and even those who have no apparent claim or connection with God.  I wish everyone knew, understand, and continued to internalize just what this means.
 
As I found myself with people who didn’t know these facts I found myself drifting, prayer, and talking with God.  To those around me, and to myself, I heard the call; “Repent, return, dear Israel, to the One you so cruelly abandoned.  On the day you return, you'll throw away—every last one of you—the no-gods your sinful hands made from metal and wood.”  (Isaiah 31.6, 7) 
 
To each in that moment, myself included, I listened as God drew us close, letting each and everyone know they were God’s beloved.  I heard Divinity remind us that we are all part of a family, a community where we truly depend on the other.  I found myself filled with Hope as well as a passion for those who had yet to experience the dream. 
 
Today is an opportunity to live this dream.  We can be Divinity’s witnesses.  We are Hope’s bearers.