Wally

I had a dream.  Last night I dreamed I was a lift engineer.  I shan't say too much more or someone will analyse it and tell me I need a week in the sun due to stress etc.  However, it reminded me of Wally.  Wally was a friend I knew in Boys Brigade.  When I lost contact with him he was training to be a lift engineer.  I liked Wally because he was a sincere person.  When he was about 19 he believed that God was there but couldn't see him so he set off to find him.  He had a brand new Honda 250cc Super Dream so distance was no object and he went to every big Christian meeting he could to find God.  I thought he'd give up after 6 months of searching and not finding him but he didn't.  After about a year of travel across the country God was still elusive and he was feeling rather low.  However, he knew God was there somewhere and he persevered.  One day I heard that Wally had 'found God'.  Wally was never the same.  The last I heard he qualified as a lift engineer.  I lost touch when I moved away from London but Wally's searching for God has stayed with me.  He doggedly looked for what he could not see and touched the untouchable.  God does that.