STORY-TELLING

It is amazing to me that Jesus spoke to us in parables. These are stories. They are easy to understand. They sound like children's stories. It is at the level of a fable with a moral lesson or truth. I think all of our understanding of life is at the level of story, and depending on what story we believe in, this is how we live and shape our lives. The gospel is a story, but people struggle with the truth of it. The closer it approaches the level of truth, the more powerful it is, and the closer we get to God.

I dreamt of meeting a white haired man. He helped me to understand a dream. In it, I was walking around in a dark mansion. I felt a presence. I felt that it was somehow feminine. It was shy. I was seeking it out, but it would not be found easily.

The man showed me pictures of himself. He was a boy. He was a man. He was an old man. He spoke of the resurrection and the life to come. What I was seeking was that. My own resurrection, and eternal life. It was shy and difficult to pin down. But it was good, and it was always there.

I also dreamt of driving in the rain with dad. It was dark. It was a city. I was going over the curb and out of control. I was driving from the back seat. He was sitting in the front seat and obscuring the view. I was trying to make adjustments.

Dad was also talking to uncle Jimmy. Uncle Jimmy was talking about a millionaires list. Dad seemed envious. But so-and-so was a millionaire and he had just died. Do not work for food that spoils.