Thursday, December 4, 2008

Just A Dream?

I will bless the Lord who has given me counsel; My heart also instructs me in the night seasons (Psalm 16:7).

It was a dream. He led his daughter by the hand into the doctors office where dozens of young people were lined up. The old physician smiled and sand as he placed each child on a conveyor. It exposed them to an odd sort of light that both exposed their illness and began to heal it.

As his daughter left the office, the old physician took his hand. The healders hands were ancient and smooth like a marble statue. He smiled as they watched the teenagers sit down in the waiting room. A young man came and began to flirt with the girl, who turned her back on his advances. The old one said to the father, "She is ill, but her heart is good."

The next moment he and the old one were in a boat together with the boy. It was a nice twenty-one footer, and the sea was seemingly perfect. He stood in the bow and listened as the old physician sang unintelligibly and steered the boat. He looked at the boy who seemed frightened, and saw a rogue wave rising behind him. It was more than 60 feet high and he and the boy knew it would take them, ending their lives. But, as he looked at the old physician, now turned captain, he believed and peace flooded his soul; and the wave melted into the sea.