About 45 minutes ago, I woke up from a very vivid, wonderful, and strange dream. Here's a quick recap of it...
It was early morning, before the sun was completely up. I was looking through a window admiring the cloud formations. As I looked loonger and stared more intently, I saw something beyond the cloud formations. I saw a massive architectural structure that looked like a kingdom. It was something right out of a Maxfield Parrish painting. It had a kind of "Is it really there or not?" feeling about it. I kind of had to squint to see it as it tended to flux in and out of focus. It looked extremely far away, but it exerted a presence and feeling that was nothing short of majestic.
"Is this a vision of Heaven? Is this what it looks like" I thought to myself in my dream.
I remember hoping in my dream that this was some sort of mystic, Heavenly vision that the Almighty was giving me, all the while fearful that this was really nothing at all.
In my dream, I ran to get our new digital camera to take a photo. You guessed it, the camera wasn't working! Drat! I proceeded to find people that I wanted to tell about it and show them to. Somehow, I knew instinctively that this wouldn't last long. On my short journey, I found some relatives and friends that I told about. "I'm pretty sure I had a vision of glory divine!" I said to them.
Somehow I got sidetracked in my dream and ended up in a toystore in the action figure aisle of course. I bought some action figures and somehow ended up with a bag full of figures I didn't want or need. Anyways I finally found some friends and relatives to tell about the massive Heavenly architecture I was seeing.
"That's just...that's just an apartment complex that so and so owns," one person told me.
"What? It can't be! I saw it it was real...well...maybe it...was just an apartment complex that so and so owns."
In my dream, we returned to the place where I had seen the architecture. It had gotten dark out again, and there was massive billowy cloud formations. I looked and squinted, yet I could not see the kingdom in the sky. I looked in the sky throughout the remainder of my dream to see if I could catch a glimse of it, yet it was gone.
I awoke to Handel's Messiah on my alarm clock radio. As my wife and I lay half awake quietly debating who's going to get up first, I remembered the dream and told her about it. After I got up, I continued to think about the dream.
It seems that we all go through life seeking something. God seems to invite us to look past the mundane of everyday life as well as the greatest joys and pleasures as well as the tragedies and difficulties to see a reality beyond that of our own.
There are times in our lives when we hear these rumors of another world. When we get glimpses of the cosmic narrative that is unfolding that we are a part of. But what will we do with the rumors? what will we do with this cosmic narrative? Will we let them lead us to the reality and source of our greatest joys and the Father who will carry us through our darkest hours, or will we look away, do things by ourselves, pretend we are on own?
When you look past the "chance occurrences" of your life do you see a meaningless universe caused by chance and blind natural laws...or do you see the God who knit you together in your mother's womb, provides for you, and sent His Firstborn into the world to rescue you from Hell's fury and the dominion of darkness?
Do you see a vision of glory divine...or an apartment complex?