The Vision

November 1972

I wanted to be spiritual more than anything. I wanted God to talk to me regularly and when I heard preachers and Christian teachers, it seemed like God talked to them all the time. I wanted that for me too. I had a few times where it was clear to me that God was talking to me through a song, or a friend, or even a quiet something inside. But it wasn't enough, I always wanted more, so I began mistaking my own feelings and thoughts for those of God's voice.

In the middle of all this I had a real vision. I was at Ray's house lying down on his sofa and I went almost but not quite asleep. In the vision I saw a rock in the distance and it was awesome and beautiful. I marvelled at it and said, "I want to build my house right here!" But then I heard a voice saying, "Why don't you build on the rock?"

I got up from the couch and made nothing of the vision / dream, because it made no sense to me, but within four months I would know exactly what it meant and I wasn't too proud of what I learned.