I had a dream about a desk
No ordinary desk mind you
But a big desk
Curved and outstanding
This desk had a glass top
With a front panel that shone like silver
Big enough to fill a stage
A stage under multiple lights
They shone brightly
Almost an electric feeling
About the desk

Behind the desk sat a woman
Young and pretty
Blonde hair and blue eyes
Her face mostly neutral in feeling
Soft in compassion
Warm in engaging me
Wanting me to hear what she had to say
Her hair falling around her face
Short of her shoulders
She had on a light blue blouse
Or dress
One could not tell as she sat
Behind that desk

On the desk was a tablet
Which was glanced at by the woman
And she spoke into a microphone
Clipped to her blouse
She spoke of fires
And murders
And trials
And earthquakes
And trade negotiations
And other countries
Far away
Bringing news
News of trouble
News of tragedy
News of wonder
Things I could not imagine
Scrolled across her tablet
Upon that desk

Then one day
In my dream
She got up from the desk
And said she had had enough
Of bad news
And trouble
Enough of things that bring us down
And she was going to leave
But before she did
She sat back down at the desk
Put her tablet aside
And pulled out a big book
The big book was opened
And laid out in front of her
Behind that desk

Then she said
I want to say something good
Good news for all to hear
Good news that crosses the barriers of time
Good news for you
Good news for me
Jesus is alive
H rose from the dead to give you eternal life
He died to set you free from sin
Because He loved you
Romans road tells us so
Verse 3:23
Verse 5:8
Verse 6:23
Verses 10:9-10
Verse 10:13
1 John 1:9
She read with conviction
With passion
Like a fire was within her
Then she looked
Directly into the camera
And quietly said
Have you been born again

Then she got up
And walked away
From the desk