In my dream I stand in front of a large crowd, a crowd with great needs.
Some sick, others crippled many naked, and all hungry.
Together they cry out for mercy and relief from their hardship.
My heart beats with the desire to help to do something, anything. But, I can not, for my role in this dream is to watch, to understand.
Soon the cry of the crowd becomes so overwhelming that I cover my ears and pray it might stop. Which is did, but not because of my pray. Others came to minister to the crowd. I knew who they were; I have seen them all my life. The care takers were members of religious groups around the world. Muslims, Jews, Priests, Monks, Nuns, Buddhists, Hindus, Mormons, and more came to the crowd. They have heard the voice of the needy and answered the call. They healed the sick, clothed the naked, feed the hungry, cast out the demons, and were above all things compassionate, speaking a word of peace in the name of their god’s.
I watched with distain in my heart. I can’t believe that they would have the tenacity to fully the ministry that I have been called to. It is for the followers of Jesus to care for the needs of others. It is for the followers of Jesus to carry the burdens of others. It is for the followers of Jesus to cast out demons. How dare these others put the will of God to shame?
Suddenly I became aware that I was not the lone observer. Others where with me, twelve men whom I knew as Christians, twelve men I knew as the Disciples of Christ, by the looks on their face I knew they sympathize with me, with my feelings of distain brought on by these outsiders to our faith taking care of the needs of others as if they had the right to do so. They watched the healing going on in front of us with confusion. They turned to one another and whispered secretes and pointed fingers. It seems the healing was causing them pain. It’s as if they wished it would stop.
I felt another presence, one greater than all others. One that demanded the attention of all, Jesus stood with us. He watched the healing of the crowd and tears poured from his eyes. Then he turned to his twelve and to me, to us Christians as if to say, “I will take you questions now.” One man stepped forward and asked, “Lord we saw others healing and casting out demons in you name, should we stop them?”
Jesus looked again to the crowd and the healers then back to us. He shrugged his shoulders and shook his head, “If they are not against us, they are for us.”
At this some of the twelve left, and others join the crowd and started to heal. I stood there in front of my lord as he smiled at those healing. He looked once again at me and asked, “Do you get it?”
The dream ended there, I woke and thought to myself, I hope I get it.
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