The Moonlight Dreamers Society

When I was a kid, I had a club called Secret Agency Mission. It was usually just me and a few stuffed animals, and on occasion my cousin. The lack of membership was for the best since we met below the lowest shelf in the hall closet—a very small space indeed.

Many years later I started another tiny, secretive club, this time with my daughters when they were little. We called it The Moonlight Dreamers Society, and it’s one of my very favorite memories.

We met in our little library with green shelves, each of us wearing a velvet cape and carrying a battery-powered candle. We had code names. Mine was “Mother Rabbit” and I wore white bunny ears during every meeting. We never spoke above a whisper and at the end of each meeting we would stand before a large painting I titled, “The Wish Tree.” The tree in the painting was full of interesting destinations: a coffee shop with beans roasted daily, a library full of hardback books with gold leaf, a bird sanctuary built to look like a church, a tall tower full of stairs, and a salon and spa for squirrels, just to name a few. We would each gaze up into the branches and take turns whispering where we wanted to go in our dreams that night. Then we’d blow out our candles and tiptoe back to our rooms.

I have a sloppy sketch I’ve been holding onto for years that depicts The Moonlight Dreamers Society. Someday I’ll turn it into a painting and share it with you. The sketch is on a crumpled sheet of lined paper I’ve come close to throwing away many times because the drawing is so faint you can hardly see it.

Some days are filled with sweet moments like the ones I’ve described—with happy imaginings, hall closet clubhouses, pretty pictures, velvet capes, battery-powered candles, wishes and dreams. I love those days. But others, despite my every effort, turn out so differently than I’d hoped or planned.

On the hard days I like to recall Psalm 27:13. I say it over and over again and let the truth of it sink in and comfort me. It says, “I would have despaired unless I had believed that I would see the goodness of the LORD in the land of the living.”

I love the way that verse acknowledges just how dark some days will be and then it goes on to remind me that God’s goodness will shine through, not just in Heaven, but here too. His light will always win.

Blessings to you this week as you walk in His light,

~Amy