I Had a Dream Last Night

I had a dream last night…

I dreamed that Jesus invited me to Heaven for a pop quiz. He wanted to get a pulse on how the Christian Church was doing. So, I had to stand in front of Jesus and give an account of my action, good and not-so-good.


I’m good on my feet so I quickly attempted to prepare myself for this tough practice exam.


When he asked me about my actions…or lack thereof…how should I engage Him?


What will he ask about?

My devotion?

Number of people I’ve led to Him?

Number of sermons I’ve delivered?

Amount of hours I’ve prayed?

The amount of money I’ve given to His great commission?

How many books I’ve read?

How many mission trips I’ve taken?


And how will I respond?

Should my answer appeal to his intellect by showing off my bible knowledge?


Should I appeal to his humanity and play on His sympathy?


Should I appeal to his humor and by admitting how lame my bad choices were?


Should I appeal to his kind nature and own up to my guilt quickly…even before he asks?


Should I appeal to his spirituality and ask Him to pray for me, or request additional angel coverage?


Should I appeal to rage at our common enemy and declare the devil made me do it?


I think I’m ready…


It’s almost time for my practice oral exam appointment…


An angel approaches me…


“You’re next, sir” he states politely, “follow me, please”


I’m in a beautiful room that’s full of light and love and music and sweet fragrance…


It is so bright in the room that I can’t see Jesus, but I hear a sweet melodious voice that sounds like soothing waterfalls… and immediately, I fall on my face in His presence.

“Good morning, Alex, thanks for meeting with me on such short notice.”

I can’t speak and I gulp very deeply and loudly.

He continued…

“You do know that my line of question is not meant to be demeaning, belittling or harsh”
I’m glad He’s Christ and can read my thoughts… because I still can’t talk


“Please, sit. Are you comfortable?”


I think to myself, as comfortable as a man can be when he’s in the presence of the Creator of the Universe and the Savior of World.

Crap! He knows I thought that.

Crap! He knows I said crap!!

I compose myself for line of questioning….. and He states that he only has one question for me.


I can’t believe that his question stunned me.
I hadn’t prepared for that one.
How could I have been so stupid?
I sat horribly silent in His presence…
And realized that I didn’t know how to answer His question…
I dropped my head…
And wrung my hands…
As tears fell from my sad eyes…
Because His question sounded rhetorical, but was very practical…
And I had no answer, when he asked me…

“When will I be enough for you?”

And before I could stutter in my own defense… I heard a loud noise… a ringing…

Suddenly I was back in my bed…alarm clock screaming angrily at me…

and my daughter Lexi was knocking at my door…

“Daddy…You overslept. It’s time to get up and make breakfast.”

I instantly know the answer to Jesus’ question.. and the answer was: Today! Jesus will be enough for me today!!