Friday, November 16, 2007
Some months ago I had the following dream:
I was looking at a house. It was a big house, but the owner lived only in one room. The furnishings were very shabby. I left the room he was living in and was taken on a tour of the house by a mouse. There were two cats running around – one white, one gray. At one point, one of the cats came up to the mouse and stroked its back, but almost against its own will. The house had space for many people, but there was no one to fill it. It seemed to be waiting.
I asked the Lord what this dream might mean and this is what came to me:
The house is God’s house, the Church. There is room for a great many people in it but so far only one room is occupied. The furnishings are shabby because people are giving to God only what they have left-over, almost like the left-overs from a garage sale, the things no one wanted to buy.
About the mouse, I felt the Lord telling me that the house belongs to the humble and lowly who will be served by their enemies, represented by the cats. There was a sense of expectation – that the house would one day be filled.