My Nighttime Dreams

There are people living inside my head.

No, really.

When I began this blog six long years ago, my nightly dreams changed to, basically, only one kind. And all these years later? They're still the same ol,' same ol' kind. Not boring, but nice, actually. Just, well, predictable.

I can tell you what I will dream about tonight. Crowds of people will be walking around, some of them I met as a teen or as a young wife, mother or middle-aged whatever-I-am-at-this-moment. Others I've never, ever met--my head makes them up, but they feel quite real (oddly, as a writer, I can't do that well while I'm awake).

Always, these crowds and I wander through churches, schools, malls, my house or someone else's large home. And what do we all do? Well, nothing, exactly. We stand around, sometimes with snack plates, and talk to one another a bit. I like it best when those people let me chatter about Jesus, but that only happens sometimes.

Or we stand around and watch everybody else chatting.

Or sometimes the big drama of the night will be that so-and-so is trying to find his mother in the crowd and have we seen her? So we point to where mother is standing and then so-and-so walks over and stands by her. And he becomes part of another conversing circle.

And that's about as exciting as it gets. But always, it's the myriad people everywhere that never varies. 

Thousands of dreams where nothing much happens, just pleasantness. Fellowship. Just whole crowds smiling, laughing, sharing, hugging.

And in a way, those dreams of mine feel like tiny pre-Heaven glimpses, though without the extreme joy. But there's that light and that comradeship and the reunions! All those reunions night after night upon my pillow.

And lately? I'm thinking God heavily peoples my dreams because I'm alone so much during the day. You know, always with my ear aimed toward Him for blog fodder. So while living this 'writer's life' I'm never lonely because I feel, oh my, that I spent hours with whole crowds of people and isn't it marvelous now to have time alone for myself?

Or something like that.  ツ



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