Words of Hope: Dream Dinner

I had my first dream of my father. He was younger than I am now at my current age. We sat side by side at a beautiful banquet table. Many people were talking, and it was a casual time. Dad was relaxed and attentive. He knew that I was sad. He listened to me as I told him a current struggle I am facing. He told me I had the tools needed to solve the struggle. It was a beautiful and affirming dream. I am grateful to God for this lovely dream. These are the gifts of good fathers, a confirmation to live at the banquet table of life with peace, courage, and hope. 

I know Dad was reminding me that the table of life is full of beautiful people and wonderful times of communion. He reminded me not to get caught up in the cares of life. I thought about this dream all week long. I imagined how often I let experiences and people who I argue with or am frustrated by get into my mind. Dad reminded me I am responsible for those around my table, and I can invite at anytime into my car, my home, my mental life conversations, and time with beautiful people past and present. Instead of having an argument in my mind with a preacher, I find offensive; I can instead invite time with my daughter in Oklahoma and imagine her sitting in the car, praying with me as we celebrate life together. Instead of worrying about pressure at work while I am getting ready in the morning, I can instead invite my friend from North Carolina into my mind and imagine her strength and courage; I can pray for her and rejoice with her in my mind together with God. What a beautiful dream from my Dad to remind me of this choice.

For this reason, since the day we heard about you, we have not stopped praying for you. We continually ask God to fill you with the knowledge of his will through all the wisdom and understanding that the Spirit gives so that you may live a life worthy of the Lord and please Him in every way…” – Colossians 1:9-10