Our Lord woke me up last night just in time to see the Holy Mass from Rome. It was beautiful to see and stay awake to watch. I was in awe seeing Bartholomew I from the Greek Orthodox church in attendance, as well as Jewish, Muslim and Buddhist leaders.

I did have a dream last night that I feel compelled to post here today. I’m not sure what it means but it was beautiful.

“You prepare a table before me in the presence of my enemies. You anoint my head with oil; my cup overflows. Surely your goodness and love will follow me all the days of my life, and I will dwell in the house of the LORD forever.” Psalm 23:5-6

I was sitting at a very small, romantic table for two, in a rustic cottage just at dusk. I could hardly see my surroundings as I focused on the One who was placing the Meal in front of me. It was our Lord. There was not a multitude of souls. It was just the two of us, and He was serving me. I don’t mean to be funny, but it may have been Shepherd’s Pie as my surroundings were very Irish looking in nature.

I woke up and immediately thought of Psalm 23. I was no longer walking through the dark, but rather now sitting with my Lord. I thought of my enemies, and I said to our Lord, I have forgiven them. I could hear Him say to me, His were now mine.