Thursday 26th March

Is this a dream from which I’ll awake?

 

Olive said yesterday “This is all like a dream. I’m just waiting to wake up”.

 

Here is another dream. I have begun to read daily to my grandchildren Wind in the Willows by Kenneth Grahame (by whatsApp)

 

As Rat leant forward for his stroke. 'Believe me, my young friend, there is nothing - absolutely nothing - half so much worth doing as simply messing about in boats. Simply messing,' he went on dreamily: 'messing - about - in - boats; mess- ing- '

 

'Look ahead, Rat!' cried the Mole suddenly.

 

It was too late. The boat struck the bank full tilt. The dreamer, the joyous oarsman, lay on his back at the bottom of the boat, his heels in the air.

 

'- about in boats - or with boats,' the Rat went on composedly, picking himself up with a pleasant laugh. 'In or out of 'em, it doesn't matter. Nothing seems really to matter, that's the charm of it. Whether you get away, or whether you don't; whether you arrive at your destination or whether you reach somewhere else, or whether you never get anywhere at all, you're always busy, and you never do anything in particular; and when you've done it there's always something else to do, and you can do it if you like, but you'd much better not. Look here! If you've really nothing else on hand this morning, supposing we drop down the river together, and have a long day of it?'

 

The Mole waggled his toes from sheer happiness, spread his chest with a sigh of full contentment, and leaned back blissfully into the soft cushions. 'What a day I'm having!' he said. 'Let us start at once!'   ahead – the Wild Wood, the Wide World… final chapter ‘The return of Ulysses’ (Toad)

 

 

1/ Jacob of the Old Testament had a dream. He saw a ladder from heaven to earth as he was resting on his stone pillow (Genesis 28. 10ff)

Jesus at the beginning of John tells the same dream. He told Nathanael “You will see greater things than this”. And he said to his disciples. “I am telling you the truth; you shall see heaven open and God’s angels going up and down on the Son of Man”.

This is my first dream. That in this strange dream like state we are living through, we will know Jesus as our ladder stretching up to heaven and down to us.

 

2/ Joseph of Old Testament had dreams. Joseph’s dreams mostly were about the economy and shortages. He had trouble encouraging his brothers to stick to the rules. (see Genesis 37,40 etc)

Jesus told a parable about a rich man who built lots of barns (Luke 12. 13ff). Later in the chapter Jesus suggested we should not hoard on earth but in heaven. “Do not be afraid, little flock, for your Father is pleased to give you the Kingdom. Sell all your belongings and give the money to the poor. Provide for yourself purses that don’t wear out, and save your riches in heaven, where they will never decrease, because no thief can get to them, and no moth can destroy them. For your heart will always be where your riches are.” (Luke 12. 32-34 GNB)

This is my second dream. That in this strange dream like state we living through, we will start investing in the place where our riches do not decrease in value, in heaven. For that is where the Christian dreamer’s heart is. Love and life abundant in our God given, commonwealth.

 

3/ And there are lots of good dreams people are talking about right now of a more just, a more compassionate, and a greener earth/future. Who is the Martin Luther King of our time?

This is my third dream. That in this dream state we are living through, I’m trusting God will give us His dream/s for our time; and in the waiting his people will not anxious about tomorrow. “I tell you not to worry about the food you need to stay alive…life is more important than food…look at the crows: they don’t sow seeds or gather a harvest; they don’t have store rooms or barns; God feeds them. You are worth much more…” (Luke 12. 22-24)

1/ Be thou my vision, O Lord of my heart,
be all else naught to me, save that thou art;
be thou my best thought, by day or by night;
both waking or sleeping, thy presence my light.

 

2/ Be thou my wisdom, and thou my true word,
be thou ever with me, and I with thee, Lord;
be thou my great Father; and I thy true son,
be thou in me dwelling, and I with thee one.

 

3/ Be thou my breastplate, my sword for the fight;

Be thou my whole armour, be thou my true might;

Be thou my soul’s shelter, be thou my strong tower:

O raise thou me heavenward, great Power of my power.

 

4/ Riches I heed not, nor man’s empty praise:
be thou mine inheritance, now and always;
be thou and thou only the first in my heart;
O Sovereign of heaven, my treasure thou art.

 

5/ High King of heaven, thou heaven’s bright Son,
O grant me its joys after vic’try is won;

great heart of my own heart, whatever befall,
still be thou my vision, O Ruler of all.

Irish, 8th century, translated Mary Byrne 1880-1931, versified Eleanor Hull 1860-1935

 

 

Please pray for:

The family of Jean Fox who is buried today;

for Ian, Stewart and Mark 

 

Lord, your harvest is the harvest of love;

love sown in the hearts of people;

love that spreads out

like the branches of a great tree

covering all who seek its shelter

love that inspires and recreates;

love that is planted in the weak and the weary,

the sick and the dying.

The harvest of your love is the life that reaches

through the weeds of sin and death

to the sunlight of resurrection.

Lord, nurture my days with your love,

water my soul with the dew of forgiveness,

that the harvest of my life might be your joy.

            (Frank Topping’s prayer)


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