Recurring nightmares

Day 67

Is there anything odder in our experience than dreams? When I was little I kept having these awful nightmares about someone close to me getting struck by lightning as we were walking down the street. (That’s not actually a warning to anyone to stay away from me during a thunderstorm, by the way.)

These days, the dream that comes back over and over is far less sinister, but disconcerting nonetheless. In this dream, I discover at the end of a semester that I’ve forgotten to go to a class I registered for. Or I forget to show up for the final. Either way, I flunk the course and must retake it, effectively decimating both my GPA and bank account in one fell swoop.

I think the anxiety regarding forgetting a class started when I was taking online courses. There were times when I would go for a week or so before suddenly remembering I was taking a course on the Internet. There’d be this panicked scramble to see if I’d missed any assignments, or, horror of horrors, an actual test due date. No great damage was done by my temporary neglect, and I did manage to pass all 3 classes.

Despite this, the terrible idea of forgetting a course is still there, somewhere in the deep recesses of my hippocampus. (Or whichever part of the brain controls memory. I can’t remember.) Wish it would leave me alone to enjoy summer. . .

Onward.

John 7:43 “So there was a division among the people over him.”

Tomorrow I am subbing for a Sunday School teacher who is going through the book of John with the 6-12 year olds. The study guide I’m using points out the above verse as the key verse for the chapter.

It got me to thinking – when it comes to Jesus, there’ll always be a division. He is the dividing line in the sand. You mention Jesus, and people will either side with you or they’ll be dead set against you.

He is the Truth, and there can be no wishy-washiness with that.