I just got back from watching the movie, “Knowing”, with a friend. It is extremely rare for me to EVER go see a scary movie. Adria once recommended I see “The Village” which I did and I actually liked it and got things out of it just as she knew I would. I saw “The Shining” in college with 15 other people crammed into a dorm room like sardines and got deliciously terrified, but for the most part, I stay away from them. They terrify me too much and the images stay in my head haunting me. However, I liked this one too, but man! I shrieked. I admit it, I shrieked in the movie theater. I can just see now the nightmares I’m going to have. It’s exactly why I usually don’t go!
These last few weeks, two women in my life have taken turns coming to me in my dreams. Every few nights, or during the day if I’m taking a nap, I find one of them at my side. It’s been one of those quiet and holy things. I can’t even describe in words what I feel when they are there and why I think they come. But it’s deep and full of love. The closest description I can come to is found in 1 Kings 19. It feels rather like that.
“Then as he lay and slept under a broom tree, suddenly an angel touched him, and said to him, “Arise and eat.” Then he looked, and there by his head was a cake baked on coals, and a jar of water. So he ate and drank, and lay down again. And the angel of the Lord came back the second time, and touched him, and said, “Arise and eat, because the journey is too great for you.” So he arose, and ate and drank; and he went in the strength of that food forty days and forty nights as far as Horeb, the mountain of God.”
Tonight, with that movie in my head, I think I’ll need them both.
365-09 #156