May 13, 2014
Bring me all of your dreams,
Bring me all your
That I may wrap them
In a blue cloud-cloth
Away from the too-rough fingers
Of the world.
“Mom.” My youngest had selected me to answer the latest question in a family game of Would You Rather? “Which would you rather give up: fear or pain?” “Fear,” I immediately replied. She waited while I considered my answer. I, wishing I could change it, balking at the thought that I’d rather feel pain than fear, said again, “Yeah. Fear.”
I’ve learned to listen to God’s voice when it speaks to me, and I’ve been pondering the question ever since: When am I going to let my dreams win over my fears? Do I still even have any dreams that I want to see happen? Then, in a flash, I thought about this poem. Give me all of your dreams, you dreamers…
Langston Hughes wrote a lot about dreams, particularly A Dream Deferred. Dream Keeper, however, was my favorite poem to teach to kids. I would read it to them, tell it to them, and then we would discuss it, line by line.
Discussing this poem produced some of the richest, most insightful conversation I’ve ever had with kids. They noticed things like “He said, ‘Bring me all of your dreams’– not just some of them, all of them!” “If you’re reading this poem, you are a dreamer.” “Those heart melodies must be the songs of your heart.” “Langston Hughes says the dreams are going to be wrapped, like a present or a baby.” “The blue-cloud cloth sounds like the sky, or heaven.” “I think my dreams are really safe with the dream keeper.”
Then I would ask them: who is saying all of this to you? Who is the “me” in the poem?
Kids had all kinds of answers, and many of them replied with God and Jesus.
So when fear takes over, again, I say this poem to myself. I thank God for being my dream keeper, and for the power of hearing God’s words through the mouths of children.
– Miriam McKenney
Who are your dream keepers? Whose dreams are you keeping? What new dreams have entered your consciousness lately? What are you prepared to do to make your dreams come to fruition? Think about the role God plays in your dreams, and your fears. Where are you hearing God’s voice?
Oh, is this ever powerful! Thank you, thank you! I have read some wonderful messages here, not the least of which was the one about taking a “digital Sabbath”…a day away from all things digital. I have started doing that on Sundays (after checking for important emails and reading this offering) and it may be the best thing I have done since internet communication began–a discipline I plan to keep long after the Great Fifty Days have passed. And what do you have in store for us for that seemingly endless season of Pentecost? After Lent Madness and this, you surely know that we are hooked!
What a deeply touching thought for today. thank you. I love Langston Hughes but it has been awhile since I read him. I feel renewed and ready for anything. Peace.
Rev. Lucy Porter
Through today’s reading, I hear God saying to me: “Lucy, don’t be afraid to dream. It’s not too late for the deferred dreams, the old dreams, even some new dreams. Yes, even at your age (76) you are allowed, permitted, even encouraged, yes, even urged to dream new dreams.”
I hear those same things, and at 71, the message gives me great hope. It’s never too late to dream…and to believe.