“Stop Talking about Twitter… let them Dance!”
It’s rare that I remember even the smallest detail from a dream. Even the best dreams are usually completely erased from my memory within minutes of waking up. I’m not sure why this is… but maybe it’s for the best.
This week I had a small part of a dream that has stuck with me. I’m not sure what’s so special about it, but I can’t get it our of my mind. Let me set the scene…
I’m in a theater sitting in the front row of a balcony (my favorite seat at a live show because you don’t have to stand in order to see). On the stage is a large group of young dancers (tweens) performing an elaborate routine that they had obviously spent a lot of time rehearsing & practicing. There was a director up front directing the students as they perform.
Apparently the show had sponsors because there were banners hanging on the front of the stage. I don’t remember what all the banners said, but one was a sponsorship from Twitter.
Right in front of that banner is a young kid (younger than the performers on the stage) sitting in the front row. This young kid is continually yelling out random facts about Twitter. “Did you know that Twitter has ____ users?” “Did you know Twitter does ______?” This kid was obviously a huge distraction to everyone watching the performace as well as the performers themselves. It was so much of a distraction that the director & performers actually paused and turned to look at the kid. After numerous outburts from this kid I couldn’t put up with it anymore and I yelled out “Stop talking about Twitter and let them dance!!!”
At this point, I woke up from the dream. I am still not sure why I remeber this dream so vividly when I normally can’t even remember the smallest detail of a dream. However, I had spent the last week giving it some thought and I wanted to share them.
In life, it’s so easy for us to get caught up the things that don’t matter. We can be in the presence of something truly amazing & rare… yet our attention is consumed by something trivial. (see my blog post about asking Steve Jobs a question)
This kid is sitting in the audience of an amazing show and he can’t get past the fact that Twitter is a sponsor of the event. (Twitter obviously cared enough about the show to be a sponsor of it, so doesn’t that say something about the quality of the show?)
We can often be a distraction to the very thing we desire to see acheived. Sometimes the biggest hurdle for seeing God move in power around me is ME!
The interpretation of this dream can be left up to you. The sponsor of the event is inter-changable. What’s the trivial thing in your life that has your attention? What’s interupting the “great dance” that you desire to see?
