Wolves of the Heart
Wolves of the Heart The Lord has impressed upon me to share a story from my own life with you, one that is still in the writing. It is a journey you may be on also. During my time at BIOLA in the Institute for Spiritual Formation, while I was in psychotherapy and spiritual direction, I had a dream. It was a dream of extreme clarity and intensity, the kind the Holy Spirit uses to illumine something I might otherwise miss. In the dream, I found myself in a room—a subterranean cavern—that was quite dark, and yet I could see clearly through the shadows as though everything were illuminated by a dark-yet-bright light. There was someone standing off to my right, just out of my range of vision, who was a benevolent Presence, a Guide. Before me on the floor of the cavern were many dark shapes, and as I looked more closely, I saw that they were wolves—hairy, gray, shadowy figures. Although I recognized their potential menace to me, I was not frightened, only curious.