April 24, 2014
Yesterday during prayer I began to sing the song, “Getting to Know You,” from The King and I. When I was in third or fourth grade, I sang the part of Anna in a little play. I still remember the long wine colored skirt I wore with a ruffle at the bottom. And I still remember every single word of the song…
Getting to know you, getting to know all about you…
Getting to like you, getting to hope you like me…
Getting to know you, putting it my way, but nicely,
You are precisely my cup of tea!
I wondered why this song had suddenly popped into my head. Was I getting to know God? Was he getting to know me? The song seemed a bit naïve and saccharine, but, there it was…during prayer, that song. I hadn’t thought of it in years.
Getting to know you, getting to feel free and easy,
When I am with you, getting to know what to say,
Haven’t you noticed, suddenly I’m bright and breezy…
Because of all, the beautiful and new, things I’m learning about you,
The song fit, I realized. It would fit any relationship that was growing in intimacy. It was my special gift.
Then, last night, I had a profound dream. I was standing with my sister, Judy, when a great lion came and stood in front of us. There was danger, but I was not terrified. I couldn’t look. I whispered to Judy, “Be still. Just stay still.” We huddled— quiet and unmoving— until the lion lumbered off. The feeling of the dream was luminous awe.
When I awoke, I knew this was a Christ figure, like Aslan in C.S. Lewis’s stories. I felt warm and blessed…And I remembered the command, “Be still!”
Two contrasting images. One warm and fuzzy, the other, awe-inspiring. Both real…God is all things.
The next night I dreamed I was standing on the church steps, giving out hunks of rye bread to anyone who came by…there was sort of celebratory frenzy to my giving out the bread. Hunks of it…not little pieces…a basket full and overflowing.
Thank you, Great Spirit….for the dreams of the night.
April 24, 2014