So I had this freaky dream the other day. It only lasted for what seemed to be a few seconds, but it was rather disconcerting and I’ve been thinking about it ever since.
I saw this man, his features were blurred but he was leaning over this huge table that had a “city” made of clay spread out on it. It reminded me of those little Christmas houses that people paint and set up like a “village” with little lights inside for the holidays.
I moved in closer to see what the man was making, and I saw that he was forming little people out of clay. Once he’d shape a figure, he’d set it on the table and it would suddenly begin to move. He made a man-shaped one and set it into the “city” and it stood up and ran off into one of the houses. Then he’d get to work making another one. Same thing happened – it walked away and blended into the city.
I took a closer look at the city and saw that there were thousands of these little clay figures. They were all walking around, going through their daily business, going into the tiny stores and buildings, and returning to tiny houses. There was no color – just plain gray clay.
After a while, I noticed that the man was looking closely at the table, too. The little figures were gesturing at each other as if they were talking but I couldn’t hear any voices. They would pick up bits of clay and shape them into little presents or other objects and give them to one another. The clay figures receiving the gifts would jump for joy or clap, showing their approval for receiving the gifts. They spent their entire little lives living, loving, laughing, arguing and fighting over the clay objects they’d made themselves. Some objects were more important than others. Some of the little figures placed great value on these objects and built little shrines for them. I couldn’t see what the objects were – they were too small.
It occurred to me that it was all ridiculous, this buying, selling and trading (and what looked like worshiping) of things that were all made of clay. I turned to look at the man who had made it all, but he’d gotten up and left the table. I looked around and could hear him moving stuff around in the room behind me, but couldn’t tell what he was doing. I got the impression that he thought the trade of clay stuff among the little clay people was ridiculous too, and simply couldn’t look anymore.
The scene faded as I was looking down at the city and thinking how incredibly fragile it all was. As I woke up, I considered the man in the dream who had made the scene playing out on the table. What if he got bored with it all and decided to smush it all together and start a new one?
1 January, 2017
***Update***Jan 3, 2017***
These Bible verses seem to relate to the above, but still waiting to see if there’s more…
There is this verse that’s been on my mind for several years now:
Jonah 2:8 “Those who cling to worthless idols turn away from God’s love for them.”
“Arise and go down to the potter’s house, and there I will announce My words to you.” 3Then I went down to the potter’s house, and there he was, making something on the wheel. 4But the vessel that he was making of clay was spoiled in the hand of the potter; so he remade it into another vessel, as it pleased the potter to make.”
And then this, from Isaiah: (Verse that caught my attention is highlighted in stars, rest of text also pasted here for context.)
“6 For you have rejected your people,
the house of Jacob,
because they are full of things from the east…
and of fortune-tellers like the Philistines,
and they strike hands with the children of foreigners.
7Their land is filled with silver and gold,
and there is no end to their treasures;
their land is filled with horses,
and there is no end to their chariots.
*****8Their land is filled with idols;
they bow down to the work of their hands,
to what their own fingers have made.*******
9So man is humbled,
and each one is brought low—
do not forgive them!
10Enter into the rock
and hide in the dust
from before the terror of the LORD,
and from the splendor of his majesty.
11The haughty looks of man shall be brought low,
and the lofty pride of men shall be humbled,
and the LORD alone will be exalted in that day.”
Jan 3, 2017
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