I find myself being very empathetic to that young man, because I don't think I could do that either. I love the people in my life: my husband, children, grandchildren, sisters, brothers, father, friends, et al. And I love my "stuff": houses, books, religious articles, computers, clothes, ipod, games, etc. Just give it all up??!!
But maybe that's not exactly what Jesus meant.
For some reason thinking about my "Peeps" and my "stuff" triggered the memory of a dream I had many times when I was a little girl.
I would walk into a room filled with candy, cake, ice cream, milk shakes, sundaes: every goodie you could imagine. I was in a virtual (Dreams were the original "virtual", don't you agree?) Dee and the Goody Factory, and I could devour anything I wanted.
I would walk around, and stalk my "prey", until I had a good helping of everything I found to be most fulfilling for my sweet teeth. (One was just not enough, all my teeth desired sweets.) I would sit on a puffy, pink, pedestal, and begin to take a bite out of this tempestuous cuisine. As soon as I opened my mouth to taste the forbidden purveyors of cavities, shock & extreme disappointment would follow, for I would wake up! Ohhh, how crazily sad & disappointed I would be. All the anticipation of chowing down on good stuff was wiped out by awaking to reality.
In two weeks I will be having surgery. I will be in the able hands of a very skillful surgeon. However, who can prepare for surgery without that intrusive thought creeping in: "Suppose I don't wake up?!"
Is this nagging fear about having surgery in two weeks being assuaged by the meaning of my childhood dream, and at the same time solving the conundrum of Christ's missa es?
In spite of all we are promised in eternity, i.e. eternal happiness, perfect love, the kingdom, salvation, being with God, etc., who is ever ready to give up all the comforts of relationships and earthly pleasures? Hmmm, still not easy, but I AM comforted by Christ's words "Be not afraid". If this is my time to follow Him, and feast on the real Divine Delectibles, I'm sure I will revel in my endless sleep.
Who wants my camera?
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