When Dreams Collide

 

Recently my wife and I saw the movie, LA LA Land. I may have to forfeit my man card for this: I thoroughly enjoyed the movie! Ryan Gosling and Emma Stone, in my amateur opinion, did a fabulous job inhabiting the characters drawn for them by the writer. The music was exceptional and the story was intriguing.

Reflecting on the movie I am still struck by how our dreams change in the various eras of our lives. As young adults we dream of making huge changes in our world. The character played by Ryan Gosling dreams of reviving jazz – not by adapting it to the current culture – but by recovering the essence of jazz music as a creative art. The character played by Emma Stone has a dream of changing the world through her ability to tell and act out a story. The interplay of these dreams and their relationship drive the story.

I remember as a very young pastor attending the Southern Baptist Convention in the mid-1980’s. The meeting was in Kansas City, MO and I distinctly remember ‘dreaming’ about one day serving as President of the Southern Baptist Convention. That dream has collided with reality. Pastoring a small church in a rural part of Oregon, at least according to recent Southern Baptist history is not a place from which to launch a ‘presidential campaign.’ Besides, my dreams have changed.

Just a few miles from where I live I can observe what is known as ‘Colliding Rivers.’ Wikipedia writes

The Colliding Rivers is the name of the confluence of Little River into the North Umpqua River at Glide, Oregon, approximately 12 miles (19 km) east-northeast of Roseburg. It is known as Colliding Rivers because of the nearly head-on angle at which the streams meet,  the only place in the state of Oregon where a river meets its tributary in such a straight angle. Prior to the point of the Colliding Rivers, the Little River approaches from the south and the North Umpqua has completed a sharp bend and intersects the Little River.

The intersection of these rivers is a dangerous place. The two meet with force that is breathtaking to watch – even in the non-rainy season.

Whenever dreams collide, whether it be with other personal dreams, the dreams of a spouse, the dreams of other family members, conflict is inevitable. Whose dream wins? Do dreams merge and morph into another dream?

Many of my dreams have changed either by reality intruding, or by the dreams of another colliding into mine. Colliding dreams is not always a negative. In the case of the Little River and North Umpqua, the result is a more powerful, larger river that itself later merges with the South Umpqua and becomes even larger and more significant as it becomes the Umpqua River. Colliding dreams may create momentary confusion and conflict. But properly channeled, properly managed, colliding dreams can result in an even more fulfilling and more influential dream.

Room for the Sacred?

A recent article in The American Spectator asks the question: Is there still room for the sacred in the city?[1] Exactly what role does a church play in the everyday affairs of any community? Perhaps a definition might help. Church is not simply a building, a piece of architecture, though there are many examples of beautiful buildings called ‘churches.’ Church is merely a word identifying a community of believers, people who share a common faith and a common way of worship and expression. Church is simply a community in the midst of a community.

So, is there room in a secular community for a gathering a people who have faith? What about for people who claim to have faith in God as expressed throughout the Bible? What about a community who believes that Jesus meant what He said when He said that He was the only way to the Father (see John 14:6)?

Matthew M. Robare cites a study done in Philadelphia estimating that “religious congregations contribute over $100 million to their community annually.” This value includes social services such as food banks, warming centers, clothing donations, and soup kitchens. In a world where state supported social services struggle to keep up these services are invaluable. But are these communities of faith merely present to fill in the gaps that federal, state, county, and city services cannot provide?

What happens when a faith community is no longer able to provide the financial and physical assistance to maintain a building? What happens when property once occupied by a faith community is turned into apartments and shops? What happens to those services that could have been provided?

I have no definitive answers to the questions posed. Other authors (see recently published David Fitch, Faithful Presence, IVP Books; Jonathan Leeman, Political Cbhurch, IVP Academic, and I’m sure there are dozens of others as well) are writing seeking to answer these questions.

Is there room for the sacred? Before a ‘church’ can be present in a community individuals need to be alert and aware of God’s presence in their own lives. Making room for the sacred is not easily done, it is not the result of a 5 – 7 minute ‘quiet time’ every morning. Making room for God’s presence in our lives requires a disciplined approach to waiting on God, nourishing our heart and mind with His Word, silence, and taking the time necessary to attune our hearts and minds to Him.

As a group of individuals come together – people who have spent time individually making room for God – we share our lives, we surrender to the authority of God’s Word, we seek to understand and apply God’s Word in the community in which we live. Then those living around us, those sharing our community, can truly begin to understand that there is room for the sacred, there is a place for God’s people to be God’s hands, God’s heart to the community.

[1] Matthew M. Robare, From Chapels to Condos, The American Conservative, January/February 2017, 6-following.