It’s my thoughtful Sunday time and today I am thinking about bread. Not because I am hungry and haven’t eaten breakfast (though I haven’t yet), but because I had a dream about bread last night.
In my dream, I am sitting with a friend with whom I often discuss things spiritual. We are of different Christian faiths, but we are still of like minds and often discuss our spiritual issues and share our thoughts about God and religion and life with each other. For some reason I wished to give my friend some bread. And so I began pulling bread from my bag, but it was all crusts and stale and crumbled bread, and I had no good bread to give her.
I woke up and this dream stuck with me, which is rarely the case. Very often, I don’t remember dreaming at all, but I don’t sleep very much, so that might have something to do with it. And I began pondering on this dream and, of course, the thought that came to my mind was this scripture from the book of John, “I am the bread of life: he that cometh to me shall never hunger; and he that believeth on me shall never thirst” (John 6:35).
And so I only have stale bread to give.Over the past several weeks and months it seems that I have allowed the busyness of everyday life, the trials of motherhood and running a home, the challenges of starting over with a small business, and all the other bits and pieces to take over my life, leaving me less time for studying the words of Christ and for nurturing my spiritual side. This has always been important for me. My religious beliefs and my spirituality have always been a very important part of my life. But lately, I haven’t been where I ought to be.
I need fresh bread. Today, I will re-examine my schedule. Sunday is a pondering day for me. A day to rest from the cares of the everyday world, to spend time with my God and my family and to recharge my spirit before the week ahead. And part of today will be examining that week ahead and looking at what’s really important and what needs to change, so I can focus more on my spiritual side, nurture my spirit and make sure it has some fresh bread.
And when I go to church today and I take the bread and the water, I will be thinking of fresh bread and it will be more meaningful today.
I hope you will make time in your life for fresh bread today–and every day.
This post was originally published on Marie’s blog Improving on the Silence. In the interest of sanity (and because Marie found it unwieldy to manage two different blogs) her favorite writing posts have all moved here.