On this blog, we muse about the fruit we taste when we learn about family members, both living and dead, through family history writing. Wandering through the "family tree orchard," we conduct interviews, enjoy family reunions, and figure out how to make lemonade (and fruit cake!) from the heritage we share with the fruits and nuts on our family trees.
Thursday, August 28, 2014
We Believe in Visions
Our five-year-old grandson asked, “What is the future?” His
brown eyes reflected the wheels turning in his mind.
I replied, “Remember a week ago, when you hadn’t been to
kindergarten yet and you didn’t know what it was like?”He nodded.
“Well, being in kindergarten, knowing the other kids and
knowing what you like to do during recess was all in your future.Now you know all about kindergarten, and your
first week of kindergarten is in your past. But you don’t know the fun things
you will learn next week—that’s in your future.”
Then he asked, “Can we see into the future?”
That was a stumper.I
didn’t want to give him a flat “No”—now wheels were turning in my mind!
Thanks to insomnia, early that morning I’d been thinking about
my life as a daydreamer. All through childhood and adolescence, my daydreams
seemed almost more real than life.
Some of them developed into life-dreams, goals that influenced
my choices and my path. My dream of writing the kind of book I like to read
helped me finish my college education during my 50s.A mental picture of myself in cap and gown had
guided me through every class, every test, every commute, every obstacle.
That epiphany taught me that my daydreams are visions unique
to me—glimpses of a possible future that keep me focused on goals.
And I believe in visions.
I believe that prophets are special people who are given
visions for groups of people. Joseph of Egypt, Daniel, and of course, Jesus
Christ saw visions that guided and warned many people.
Solomon said, “Where there is no vision, the people perish.”
(Proverbs 29:18) That is as true of
individuals as nations. We need daydreams. They give us hope.
So I told my grandson, “There isn’t a television program or
book that can show you your future.But
you know how much you love finding and collecting rocks?If you want to study rocks, imagine yourself
as a geologist.Make a picture in your
mind—that’s like seeing into the future.”
He screwed his eyes tightly closed and imagined with all his
heart. I can’t see his future, but he can. It will be great.