My Dream With Sarah Palin

I had a dream last night where I met Sarah Palin at a Tennessee rally. I’m not sure what either of us were doing there, but I ain’t gonna complain.

Only problem was, the hags from The View were also there, including America’s favorite moron, Whoopi Goldberg. :sick:

I was in a room and some sort of quasi-interview was taking place, which in reality was really a bashfest on Lady Sarah. Somehow I stepped in though and started smacking around Goldberg. You know, there’s nothing quite like the satisfaction of back and front slapping an idiot like Goldberg, especially when I was taking my time about it too. :ggrin:

After that they just kind of disappeared, and Lady Sarah had to go get ready for the rally. I told her not to worry about the media and that everything was going to be ok. She hugged me tightly and kissed me on the cheek repeatedly, the same way my Mom would kiss me when she wanted me to know just how much she wubbed me. :hug:

In fact my Mom was there too, and she wanted to take a picture of us together. Lady Sarah cheerfully wrapped her arm around my waist, her hair brushing my chin as my Mom took our picture. Everyone was really emotional about it too, the kind of raw emotion you might experience when you’ve been reunited with a long lost family member.

And indeed, in a way, Sarah Palin was family. The love we all had for each other was palpable and genuine, and it was borne out of knowing that we were all part of the same family: God’s family.

After I woke up, I wondered, why cant church be like this? Why was it always so lifeless and dead, so caught up in the latest fads instead of concerning itself with the things that really mattered? Why do we always perceive each other as strangers rather than family?

I made a decision that I would rather walk alone than walk with people who have compromised the faith, but for a moment here I was able to experience what it was like to have a real family. To be loved and to love in return, if only for a moment. It’s a shame that I could only experience that in a dream. Even if I visited a million churches here, I’d never be able to feel at home like I did when I was in Lady Sarah’s arms. :ggrin: