Sometimes, I really wish I could remember by dreams better.  I've noticed in the past week that there has been a recurring pattern in my dreams.  Several of them have taken place at my church, which of course doesn't look like my church, but it's mine nevertheless.  In these dreams, Michelle Obama arrives with a small group/family/retinue and sits in one of the front pews.  There's no fuss, no reaction to her being there.  It's like everything is normal.

Then one or more of the retinue get up and perform some silent ceremony, and everyone gets up to participate in it.  Last night, it was someone standing in the front like she was distributing the Eucharist, but instead she had a small bowl of water.  As each person came up, she would dip a finger in the water and touch the person's forehead.  Then the recipient would go back and sit down.  I remember in the dream asking the question "What is this all about?"  I never got an answer.

That's it, really.  I can't say why I'm having dreams like that.  I don't know if it's some deep-seated fear that this new administration will overreach so much that they will seek to supplant the Church and her Sacraments, or if it's some dread of liberals changing the Church in America so much that our Sacraments become meaningless symbols instead of real signs, or if it's just that the government is going to get its fingers into everything and everyone will just accept it.  I'm pretty sure the dreams are motivated by some fear, though.