Dreams are our heart’s desires being made known.
Dreams excite us.
Dreams cause us to hope and believe.
But…Dreams can be deadly.
I had a little talk with myself recently, and during this lengthy chewing out (smile) I realized:
1. I love blogging but… (Shared here.)
2. My vision is clearer but… (Shared here.)
3. I know change is good but… (Shared here.)
4. I have a dream but… [YOU ARE HERE.]
To realize is only the first step. I then dug deeper and unearthed the charge–both yours and mine should you chose to join me on this wonderful journey:
Be the you He created you to be.
Will you join me?
I Have a Dream But…
Do you agree with the opener?
Dreams are these mental pictures we envision. Pictures we see of ourselves, our lives, our loved ones, our life’s work.
These pictures can appear farfetched. They can appear near. But the potential of those dreams becoming goals becoming reality will not be the topic for today.
Following my heart-to-heart I acknowledge that my dreams are not very happy with me. No… I have done them a serious injustice.
I have cut them short. Rushed them.
I have nipped and tucked at them.
I have played dress-up doll with them.
I have undersold them.
Which means I have devalued and doubted them.
Do you know how it feels to be doubted? To lack the encouragement to grow? To live a life of artificial sunlight? While all the time longing for a chance to be.
My dreams and I are not on solid ground. Why?
Because acknowledging your dream kindles an internal flame. And I have politely doused cold water in her face. I have told her what I wanted instead of hearing what she desires, which slowly causes the very heart of me to die. And all because….
You read right. No need to clean your glasses.
I doubt I’m alone. I talk with clients, friends, sisters daily that are living a life of FEAR. I am airing my dirty laundry because I refuse to start another year trying to dress up what God has made perfect.
And before your mind runs rapid know that He made no mistakes when creating you. The world needs YOU. Just the way you are. Thus, we are perfect–imperfectly perfect–but still perfection is waiting to surface.
Will you let her?
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Don’t be afraid, for I am with you. Do not be dismayed,
for I am your God. I will strengthen you. I will help you.
I will uphold you with my victorious right hand.
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QUESTION: What dreams have you stifled that are ready to soar?