Seeking the Sacred – Dreaming

Acts 10 (abridged)

In Caesarea there was a centurion named Cornelius. He was a good dude with a heart for the Lord. One afternoon he had a vision in which an angel of God said to him, “Cornelius. Your prayers and your generosity tell me you desire my heart and my ways. Now send men to Joppa to find a man called Peter who lives on the beach.” Cornelius told three people about the vision and asked them to go to Joppa to find Peter.

The next day, around the time the three men were approaching the city, Peter went up on the roof of his house to pray. He became hungry and while his food was being prepared, he fell into a trance. He saw the heaven opened and something like a large tablecloth coming down, being lowered to the ground by its four corners. In it were all kinds of four-footed creatures and reptiles and birds of the air. Then he heard a voice saying, “Get up, Peter; kill and eat.” But Peter said, “Yuck. Oh, God, no; I have never eaten anything that is profane or unclean like that stuff.” The voice corrected him, “What God has made clean, you must not call profane.” 

Peter was still on his roof, dumfounded, when Cornelius’ men approached and asked if he was Peter. Peter was still out of it, so the Spirit said to him, “I sent those guys to find you, so talk to them.” So Peter went down to the men and said, “You’re looking for me, but I have no idea why.” 

They answered, “Cornelius, a centurion, but a good dude with lots of Jewish friends, was directed by a holy angel to invite you to come to his house and to hear what you have to say.” 

Peter wasn’t sure he had anything to say, but he accompanied them to Caesarea, where Cornelius was expecting them and had called together his relatives and close friends. Peter said to everyone, “You know it is unlawful for a Jew, like me, to associate with or to visit a Gentile, like you all; but God has shown me in a weird vision with a tablecloth and snakes and birds that I should not call anyone profane or unclean. I truly understand that God shows no partiality, but anyone, regardless of nationality, who fears him and does what is right is acceptable to him.”


Grace, peace, and mercy to you from God our Father, from our Lord and Savior Jesus the Christ, and the Holy Spirit who unites us in faith. Amen.

If any of our midweek worship topics were going to make you feel uncomfortable, my guess is it would be tonight’s subject of dreams. Human beings have a tendency to prefer things that are concrete, practical, knowable, and controllable. Given that our primary motivation as a species is survival, what better way to ensure survival than to know and control as many variables as possible. Dreams, then, seem to have little practical importance.

After all, what’s the use of a dream in which your best friend, Mr. Fish, with a mackerel face and a lion’s tail, teaches you how to rumba so that you can walk upside down when it’s raining and enjoy a nice refreshing glass of purple lemonade with your second-grade teacher who is wearing a rainbow clown wig?

Before we get into the profound spiritual dimensions of dreams, here’s a quick primer on the brain physiology of dreams. The parts of your brain that, when awake, are busy assessing risk and testing sensory input against reality as you understand it are offline when you sleep. Then there’s your visual cortex, which is usually busy analyzing visual imagery. Even though your eyes are closed and there’s no visual sensory input, it continues to go to work, replacing the visual darkness with seemingly random bits of memories and experiences. One of the most active parts of the brain during sleep is the amygdala – your fight or flight center and the seat of emotions. Purely from a brain science perspective, dreams are the uncontrolled processing of sensory input that is charged by heightened emotional response; all of which takes place when you are unconscious and literally paralyzed.

That’s the what, but what’s the why?

The purpose of dreams is to help us organize our thoughts and memories. It is scientific fact that dreaming makes us smarter. The memories you make while awake is new information that has to transfer between several different parts of your brain in order to stick around for awhile. Those same patterns correspond with the patterns of brain activity during sleep.

Imagine you only ate peanut butter sandwiches but one day you tried chocolate and discovered you liked it. Days went on and you would each peanut butter sandwiches all day long, with a piece of chocolate at night. Then one day you wake up with the inexplicable and crazy-sounding urge to start spreading the peanut directly onto a piece of chocolate. The only reason the Reece’s cup was invented was because Mr. Reece had a good night’s sleep that allowed his brain to make a startling and revolutionary new discovery. This isn’t a true story; but it not not true.

Or you can think of dreams like you are watching someone clean your house while you’re outside watching through a window. You’ll notice as some things are put back in a slightly different place, some things are thrown away, and generally everything is dusted, scrubbed, and organized. The same thing happens in our brains when we dream. Our brains are busy organizing information, sifting through memories to see which ones to keep and which ones to throw away, and sharing information with other parts of the brain.

So let me ask you, is it possible that God could speak to us in our dreams? If we’re not in control of our body or mind, can God really tell us anything? Of course! And that’s what makes us uncomfortable, right? When we’re honest with ourselves we prefer to meet God on our terms, when we’re in complete control of our environment and faculties. The problem, of course, is that we have gotten so good at controlling our lives (or at least maintaining the illusion of control with white knuckles) that we often don’t leave room for God. In which case, allow me to make a bold statement: the more we push God out of our consciousness, the more likely God is to speak to us in our dreams….because that’s the only place God has complete and unfettered access to us.

There’s a compelling case to be made that dreams and visions are not God’s preferred method of communication with us. In the Old Testament there is an observable decline in the esteem of prophets’ dreams and visions. The 23rd chapter of Jeremiah includes the phrase, “The dream is like straw or chaff when compared to the wheat of God’s word.”

Earlier in worship we read the story from Numbers in which the Lord told Aaron and Miriam that he speaks to prophets through dreams and visions, but with Moses he is able to speak plainly, face to face, without the use of riddles. Moses is humble and his heart is fashioned after the Lord, so dreams and visions are unnecessary.

Look also at the accounts of Jesus’ life. There’s not a single reference to Jesus having a dream or vision in which God spoke to him. Now, of course, God spoke to Jesus constantly. The Father and the Son were in full communion with one another. Every breath the Son breathed, the Father breathed; and every teaching and healing demonstrated by the Son came from the Father. This intimate and complete union with the Father meant that Jesus needed no new insights during his dreams. In the scenario referenced earlier, Jesus would watch through his dream house window with a smirk on his face as the housecleaner walked between the furniture and frustratedly couldn’t find a single thing to clean or put away.

As far as I can tell, none of us have reached such union with the divine; so our best spiritual medicine could very well be to relinquish our illusion of control and head to bed a little earlier tonight, hoping that the furniture of our knowledge and memories will be rearranged and something will be put away in a new place that will suddenly make everything more in line with God’s created and redeemed order. If you feel yourself veering off track, chances are God will meet you in your dream with a new revelation or insight that can change everything.

This is exactly what happened to Peter in this evening’s story from Acts 10. Peter was certainly a spiritually mature person, but the divine imperative to dismantle the lines separating Jew and Gentile was so monumental and new that it took a vision in an altered state of consciousness for God to even introduce the idea to Peter. He didn’t even get it right away. He needed another night’s sleep before it all started making sense.

To clarify, not every dream or vision is from God. One surefire way to know if God is speaking to you through a dream or vision is by determining if it is leading you to a place of expansion and abundance. A dream or vision that inspires you to shrink your world, be less generous, and draw tighter lines of exclusion is not a God-ordained dream or vision.

As Christine Valters Paintner writes in The Soul’s Slow Ripening, “Dreams continue to call us into ways of being that are less linear and more intuitive, less goal-driven and more open to receiving the gifts being offered to us in the moment….They speak a language that can feel confusing to our waking minds, so we must approach with reverence and hospitality” (14). The imperative of this week’s spiritual practice of dreaming is to invite you to “Bless the wild edges of life where safe conventions are stripped away and space is opened for new imaginings”(20) for “When we descend into the holy darkness of night and receive an invitation through symbol and imagery, we are called to trust in the imagination of a God much bigger than ourselves” (21).

Your suggested spiritual practice for this week involves keeping a journal and writing utensil next to your bed so that you can write down your dreams and first thoughts when you wake each morning. They might not make any sense to you, but just write uninterrupted and without judgment for 10 minutes or so and see if some patterns or insights emerge – a trail of breadcrumbs that leads you to unexpected storehouses of God’s abundance and grace.

And, of course, this means getting plenty of sleep – which is itself the ultimate spiritual practice of surrender and trust.

Amen.

Prodigal Grace

Luke 15:1-3, 11b-32 (NRSV)

Now all the tax collectors and sinners were coming near to listen to him. And the Pharisees and the scribes were grumbling and saying, “This fellow welcomes sinners and eats with them.”

So he told them this parable:

“There was a man who had two sons. The younger of them said to his father, ‘Father, give me the share of the property that will belong to me.’ So he divided his property between them. A few days later the younger son gathered all he had and traveled to a distant country, and there he squandered his property in dissolute living. When he had spent everything, a severe famine took place throughout that country, and he began to be in need. So he went and hired himself out to one of the citizens of that country, who sent him to his fields to feed the pigs. He would gladly have filled himself with the pods that the pigs were eating; and no one gave him anything. But when he came to himself he said, ‘How many of my father’s hired hands have bread enough and to spare, but here I am dying of hunger! I will get up and go to my father, and I will say to him, “Father, I have sinned against heaven and before you; I am no longer worthy to be called your son; treat me like one of your hired hands.”’ So he set off and went to his father.

But while he was still far off, his father saw him and was filled with compassion; he ran and put his arms around him and kissed him. Then the son said to him, ‘Father, I have sinned against heaven and before you; I am no longer worthy to be called your son.’ But the father said to his slaves, ‘Quickly, bring out a robe—the best one—and put it on him; put a ring on his finger and sandals on his feet. And get the fatted calf and kill it, and let us eat and celebrate; for this son of mine was dead and is alive again; he was lost and is found!’ And they began to celebrate.

“Now his elder son was in the field; and when he came and approached the house, he heard music and dancing. He called one of the slaves and asked what was going on. He replied, ‘Your brother has come, and your father has killed the fatted calf, because he has got him back safe and sound.’ Then he became angry and refused to go in. His father came out and began to plead with him. But he answered his father, ‘Listen! For all these years I have been working like a slave for you, and I have never disobeyed your command; yet you have never given me even a young goat so that I might celebrate with my friends. But when this son of yours came back, who has devoured your property with prostitutes, you killed the fatted calf for him!’ Then the father[e] said to him, ‘Son, you are always with me, and all that is mine is yours. But we had to celebrate and rejoice, because this brother of yours was dead and has come to life; he was lost and has been found.’”


What an obnoxious man. What an obnoxious and irresponsible man. What was he thinking? Can you believe he did that?

Oh, sorry, some of you have blank looks on your faces. You know who I’m talking about, right?

You might assume I’m referring to the younger brother. After all, he’s the one who goes to his father and demands his inheritance (which is essentially the same thing as telling his dad he wished he was dead). And then he goes off and loses all his money on gambling and other examples of loose living. There he is starving to death and thinks, “I know, I’ll go back to dad, say I’m sorry and then he’ll forgive me for my unforgivable actions.” And by the way, we can’t even be sure that his apology was sincere. And then, what, he thinks he’s worthy of the huge celebration his dad throws for him? Give me a break. Yeah, he’s pretty obnoxious and irresponsible; but actually he’s not who I’m thinking of.

You might assume I’m referring to the father. What a gullible and irresponsible dope. What, he can’t say “No” to his son? He didn’t have to give him the inheritance. Oh, and don’t forget that when he saw his son approaching, he ran to him. A dignified and wealthy man of his time would never run. It’s so inappropriate – it was something only poor people would do. And he certainly didn’t have to forgive his son. Well, not only forgive, but throw a party? Give him the best robe and the best meat? Certainly not! He can’t even be sure that his son’s apology is really sincere. What a obnoxious and irresponsible man. The word “prodigal” means “wastefully extravagant.” Maybe the story should be called the “Prodigal Father?”

Sometimes I scratch my head wondering why this is one of the most well-known stories in the Bible because it bears such little resemblance to what actually happens in the world.

First of all, in the real world, people rarely go to such great lengths to say they are sorry. Most people just can’t bring themselves to say that they are sorry; even when they know they are wrong. As a society we put such a high value on winning that we condition everyone to be afraid of saying “I’m sorry.” We are taught that it is a form of weakness and vulnerability.

The other thing that is odd about this story is the enthusiasm which the father displays. Is anyone really that eager to forgive someone who has offended them? I mean, if someone told me they were sorry I would be happy, but I certainly wouldn’t go throwing them a party. I wouldn’t hold them in higher esteem than I did before they wronged me. There’s still a little bit of guilt we can hang over their heads, right?

Well, maybe this is exactly why this is such a well-known story – because it illustrates just how radically different God is from what we would expect. The world teaches us to believe certain things about human nature. But here, as the Word of God often does, we are confronted with the true reality and the good news that God is not beholden to our ideas of justice and forgiveness.

No matter how low we are; no matter how much of God’s blessings we have squandered; no matter how captive we are to sin; God is ready to run to us with open arms, sweep us off our feet, and throw a feast in our honor. The apostle Paul says that nothing can separate us from the love of Jesus Christ. There is no “rock bottom” from which God cannot pull us out.

As it turns out, the prodigal father and the prodigal son are actually very accurate representations of the Christian faith.

So, which person is actually the obnoxious and irresponsible one in the story? The older brother. Boy, jealously does not look good on him, does it? Why is he so bitter and ungrateful? Just a reminder, this family is rich… filthy rich. And his dad says, “Everything that is mine is yours.” But is that enough? No, he wants a party too. He just can’t allow himself to forgive his brother so he goes off and throws a temper tantrum in response to the extravagant love demonstrated by his father.

Whereas the father and the younger brother show us how ridiculous the Christian faith looks in relation to worldly standards; the older brother shows us how ridiculous worldly standards of entitlement and justice look in relation to the Christian faith.

The older brother felt entitled to something greater than the grace and blessings which he had already been shown. And that is perhaps the greatest sin of all. What could our lives look like if we lived them in full realization that the love, acceptance, and grace we so desperately seek for our lives is found in God alone?

May you, like the younger brother, be surprised by the extent of God’s grace and love.

May you, like the father, breathlessly pursue opportunities to lavish forgiveness on those who have wronged you.

And may you, unlike the older brother, be eager to celebrate with those who experience God’s grace that is freely bestowed equally to all people.

Amen.