Opposite Land

Last night I had a dream in which I was doing a really great job at ministry. I preached a really exciting sermon that involved balling up pieces of paper and throwing them at the congregation, which for some reason was theologically relevent and also very compelling. Then, I announced that I'd be hosting any glbt folks who wanted to get together right after the service, and there were like a dozen people there I'd never seen before at the meeting who were amazed and delighted when I told them that, yes, they could be both gay and Christian. I woke up with tremendous feeling of lightness and satisfaction.

This is the opposite of the dreams I usually have about church, in which I am always talking and talking and TALKING and I cant find my papers, or my papers are in a mess and no one is paying any attention to me at all and I wake up with a headache or a sore throat. After these dreams, everything actually goes just fine.

Which makes me wonder if, now that I've had a reassuring dream, disaster will actually strike.