I just had a long recurring dream. And then a second one which I forgot as I was writing down the first one. I think the meaning (?) of the second one was the same as the first. I start waking up every hour or so after 3 AM usually. Each time I woke up I was still brooding about the same subject.
This night (last night) I woke up with variations of the same dreaming going in my head. Perhaps it was more like a vision. I must have woken up at least five times.
In my dream I was required to get up to the top of an impossibly high ceiling and change something. Maybe it was a light bulb but no it was more than that. Once there it would take some manipulation but it would not be too difficult. At first I was on a long, very long ladder which could be leaned against a ridge than ran like a rectangle in the middle of the ceiling. I may not be describing this well. The ridge was only a few inches deep, maybe six inches. I watched myself from the ground trying to climb this ladder, slowly, taking it one step at a time. I can remember how I felt trying to use a ladder to get to the top of my house roof. Then I would be seeing the situation as through my eyes from far up.
When I got near the top I could see that the ladder had slipped or bowed (I am a big guy) and was about to fall. So I thought I should get down fast. It looked like it was about to fall, that it should fall, but it never did. I wondered if the ladder would fall all the way to the ground or would it land on the wall. In some visions it would have landed on the wall, in others it would fall all the way to the earth.
At one time I asked whether someone small might climb the ladder and I would simply hold it for them. But no this was my job, no one else would take it.
There were times when I wondered how I would get it up there. I never saw how that was resolved but it did. There were others watching and possibly helping so perhaps they helped me. But I was required to do the climbing.
It seems I never got the job done so I tried to get one of those little trucks equipped with a platform to ride myself up to the ceiling. But this ceiling was really high for this and I was afraid at that height if I shifted too much the whole thing would tip over. Looking at it in a vision from the ground it looked really precarious. This did not seem to work either so at the end of my dream I was trying to build a scaffold to reach the ceiling. But I did not really know how to build a scaffold. I never saw it completely built, only half way. And I never finished my task.
What does this all mean? Does it mean anything?
Perhaps it is related to the world view class where I pontificated way too much. I get so worked up. I ventured into a lot of areas that I know I have not mastered, just dabbled in. It may be a case of knowing enough to be dangerous. Perhaps I know a little more than others or they wisely kept their own council.
But the difference is not that significant between anyone there and myself. I still cannot reach resolution. A little voice comes to me and says I should cease trying so hard and just relax and enjoy.
If this dream is God trying to speak to me I'd say its significant that despite my striving ignorantly into a very dangerous situation I seemed to be never truly in danger. I was scared yes. But God always seemed to be taking care of me. He was watching and he cared. You could even say he was proud of me and my strivings, even if they were misguided a bit.
I think the comment by ND to the effect that there must be a balance between saying there is no faith without works (James) or there is no works without faith (Paul). Taking either one to the extreme makes one off. God may be trying to underscore that truth in my heart, not just my mind.
Thanks be to God.
Wednesday, August 4, 2010
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Bruce, I am certainly very ignorant about dream interpretation, I’m not sure I even believe in it, outside some rare instances.
But I do know that there is a danger for folks like you and me, who deeply desire to understand something of the nature of God, and how we are to understand ourselves in relation to Him and to each other. I make no claim for this observation informing your dream, more likely, your dream inspires this reflection.
CS Lewis once observed that no doctrine was as deadly, dusty dry as when he had just (successfully) defended it. Often, when I have “thought through” some bit of theology, I find that, as profitable as the work was, I feel something missing, something important. I can be enraptured for days contemplating the Holy Trinity, and what it says about who God is, why that which we can see (in natural philosophy and reason) compels the doctrine, what it says about God’s plan for humanity, how the sacrifice and victory of Jesus lays benefit to my soul, etc. But no matter how much one climbs toward the Heavenly things, there is one thing that such a climb will never provide. It is the simplest to apprehend, and yet no amount or caliber of thought will get me one inch closer to it. It is the thing that without which all the rest is but fondling the junk found in an Egyptian pyramid.
That thing is the souls own awareness that God comes down from the high places out of his (totally unreasonable) passion and desire for me. Climbing that ladder yields for me many, many useful gifts; it is mine to do, and I think God has some hand in it, and purpose for me and others in it. I think He is pleased when I do well “the work He has given me to do.”
But no matter how high a tower I might build, I cannot learn there what the simplest child knows: that Daddy loves me, and is both strong and safe; my provider, my surety, and my deliverer. Any 5 year old knows these things, unless he has been robbed. No learning will provide them.
I climb the ladder to the Glory of God. He will keep me safe upon it. It may bend, but His Word never will break. It is not “Reason and Logic”, but reason and logic are attributes of God. We are safe, though precarious.
But on that ladder, we will never learn the condescending love whereby God comes down to us with the passion of a bridegroom for his beloved, and “all the more as (he) sees the day drawing near.”
Again, your dream inspired my thoughts, my thoughts do not pretend to interpret the dream. But I thank you for sharing it and leading me into these things!
Blessings!
R. Eric Sawyer
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