Wednesday, December 27, 2017

Fr. Z and I are best friends now.



I had a dream that we had drinks together and shared our love of traditional vestments and Renaissance art.  I explained to him I kept it secret until now because I was hurt he hadn't friended me years ago.  I was very shy about meeting him, convinced that he disliked me, so I hesitated to tell him how fond I am of him, and how much I wanted to be his friend.  He said he wanted that too.  It was so nice.  We had drinks and talked about rubrics and vestments and chant.  I woke up feeling great affection for Fr. Z.

I know it was a dream, but it made me think.  I don't want to criticize or complain about people online anymore.  I don't want to argue and disagree and be disagreeable and always critical of people who may be unhappy or angry about something.  I want to be content to let others do that - if they choose to do so.  I'm content to let others be in their opinion and judgement.  If I disagree, what does it matter?  If someone contradicts me, that is good.  If I am envious or feel slighted, I need to deal with it and not put it on others.

I hope I can do that.


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  1. Im curious. What were you drinking?

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  2. only in dreams.....

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    1. It must be, because he hasn't called.

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  3. I started looking at his picture with a "nurse's eye" and though not a doctor, the clinical observation kicks in ... gonna pray for him and his health.

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    1. I'm not sure when this photo was taken but his bishop carries a lot of weight as well as another priest-friend Fr. H. Hopefully they are all healthy.

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  4. Dreams can be real places to figure stuff out. When I was 23 or 24 my girlfriend (of 5 years or so) and I broke up. It was bad. We were thought we’d marry each other. Over the next 6-8 months I frequently dreamt about her. In the beginning we faught terribly, blaming, shaming, etc. Then we started reconciling. Then we got to a good place and had a goodbye hug. It all really happened. Maybe not for her, of course, but it was a gift from God nonetheless.

    I believe in your dreams, Terry! Follow your dreams! Haha

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    1. I will Josh! Climb every mountain
      Ford every stream
      Follow every rainbow
      'Till you find your dream
      A dream that will need
      All the love you can give
      Every day of your life
      For as long as you live...

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  5. At least it wasn't at the gun range!

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  6. Dreams are prophetic. I believe that.

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