I had an interesting dream this morning. I was at a large conference, and when we had workshop sessions I found myself in a workshop/class completely comprised of students and faculty from my seminary. It was taught by the President herself and was a extremely powerful. It involved a lot of personal theological sharing and intimacy that was very moving. I felt a rush of joy to be “in seminary” again.
There were some other “scenes” of taking care of children for an arts workshop, trying to find my next “class” which was band and being very nervous to see if I could still play any instrument at all, and helping my son and his best friend find a bathroom…and then a very large dinner gathering in which we we were listening to a wonderful woman sing songs from the 1930’s and 40’s. In the midst of the program I realized I was in Houston, Texas and within driving distance of Real Live Preacher.
I had a rental car and everything I needed to go to San Antonio and meet with RLP face-to-face! Talk about excitement! I decided to leave immediately, skipping everything the next day, including the class I was so excited to be taking. (Even though that meant I’d fail the class.) I pushed my way through crowds of people, even causing one woman to spill her drink all over herself. I was unapologetic.
Right as I got to the door, a screen descended over the stage and they began showing a documentary about Real Live Preacher and his congregation. What can I say? His congregation was full of circus performers and sideshow acts. There was a dwarf named Danny, “Giraffe Woman” who allowed the children of the church to feed her with a toy backhoe, and several other colorful characters. I saw the three sisters dancing and rlp himself leading a service.
At that point, I really started to hurry, afraid that everyone else was going to want to go to San Antonio too and wanting to get there FIRST! It was Saturday night and I was determined to be there for church on Sunday. I found rlp’s phone number and was looking and looking for a map from Houston to San Antonio when I woke up.
What does it all mean?