This is a silly one.
And afterward, I will pour out my Spirit on all people. Your sons and daughters will prophesy, your old men will dream dreams, your young men will see visions.
Joel 2:28
He recalled the vision:
the scene was a cacophony of color
a painting accident involving
a caveman riding on a unicorn
and a porn star who was actually
an undercover cop wearing a uniform
and the color yellow.
His own interpretation was
that it meant he should open a pen store.
His logic made a surprising amount of sense.
I, his pastor, asked him what he thought
the significance of the yellow was.
He paused for a second and said
he always imagined cavemen with jaundice.
I’m not one for hyperbole
but I was starting to look forward
to these counseling sessions
with the church’s custodian
like they were Seahawk games.
He had a nice voice
made the visions seem less crazy
like he was narrating a film.
Outside his visions
he was a pretty normal guy,
sometimes we’d just talk about our kids.
He told me a story about his oldest,
who’s the thinnest 5th grader I’ve ever seen,
coming home from school
eating a box of a frosted flakes
and four hot-pockets.
Our session ended that day
without the customary prayer.
All I could manage was
“wow, that’s one hungry kid.”
Today, I told him he should think about
trying to paint his vision, see what insights he gains
and read Ezekiel’s vision of the valley of dry bones.
I wasn’t sure, but I felt like the two were connected.
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2 comments:
can you promise me that our careers as pastors will involve this exact moment?
I'm just glad to know that if all else fails, I might just make it as a church custodian.
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