There were noises near the front of the house. People were beating on the door, trying to get in. Why wasn’t the dog barking? Then I realized it was a bad dream. There wasn’t a mob at the door, pushing to get in.
Perhaps, I can blame late-night television viewing. I am not sure if watching The Walking Dead after 11:00 pm is a good idea. Whatever the cause, it doesn’t matter. It wasn’t real.
Some dreams are not entirely imaginary. We call those daydreams, or some, ideals we wish were true. Maybe we dream of a perfect lover, friend, or spouse, or on a more broader level, a world without suffering, starvation, or want.
Considering the state of current events lately, I don’t know if the latter is likely. It seems evil is quite prevalent, palpable and frightening as we watch beheadings, killings, and wars unfold in real-time on our computers or televisions.
But what is our response? For many, it seems to call for more of the same. We desire righteous wrath on the evildoers.
What if we had a better ideal in mind? What if we embraced the outrageously, seemingly impossible way of Christ. What if we actually turned the proverbial other cheek, not reacting in violence and fear? What if we loved our enemies as He commanded?
Blessed are the peace-makers, Jesus said.