As I come to know these fine people, they share with me more of their personal and sensitive stories. Their collective story is what I am trying to share with you as my way of breaking the stereotypical beliefs that exist. "Blog names" have occasionally been given to me by the person whose story I am telling. Names are never their actual names and wherever I can do so, I might use the opposite pronoun (his/her, etc.) just to help increase their privacy.
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Sunday, December 4, 2016
Annie's Dream, The Gospel of John and Coming Into The Light
The first portion of the lesson was brought to me by Annie (not her real name). As you may remember, she's a four year old girl who I met when I went to Urban Hope's Block Party. She's a hugger and she ran across the fellowship hall this morning to give me my almost weekly hug. She smiled brightly and yet, without warning, her chin started quivering and she looked at me with tearing eyes that beamed their life into my soul as she explained that she'd had a dream just last night that she was in a dark room and a man with a knife was behind her about to kill her. I assured her as best as I could that she was safe and that dreams can be scary. She gave me another hug and ran off to chase her sister and some other little girl who was having issues with her socks.
The fact that a little girl is having such a dream should not go unnoticed but that's not the point of this short message. I'll deal with that later.
The sermon today, among other verses included the first 11 verses of the Gospel of John: