Tuesday, November 17th, 2015
I had a dream on the last day of 2010 in which I was a bucket about to be dropped into the ocean. I don’t know who was going to drop me or why; perhaps I never knew. Dreams are sketchy that way.
These are the words I recorded in my journal at the time: As the ocean fills the bucket that is submerged in it, and as the ocean surrounds the bucket, so too God fills me and surrounds me when I’m immersed in Him.