Don’t Stop Dreaming

As the hinges hang half hazardously on the remains of this dilapidated dwelling, the Holy Spirit enters this place to offer rest.

Rest from yesterday’s troubles.

Rest from present day trials.

Rest for tomorrow’s journey.

Last night, I slept like a baby. There was a sweet peace that fell over my mind, my heart and my soul. Finally, it was truly well within my soul—a complete night’s rest of total submission.

Somewhere sandwiched between exhaustion and perseverance, lay this physically present body eager to close my eyes in God’s presence but estatic to wake the deferred dreams.

As I drifted asleep, my mind traveled pass complacency and straight to the mountain top of undeniable joy. I could smell the dreams manifested. I could hear bells from heaven, my dad cheering me on. I could see the tears of passion reigning over every hurt, mistake and detour.

This wasn’t an illusion of victory. This was a lifetime of blood, sweat and tears in the making. This was growing pains of survival turned triumphantly into destiny come true.

Don’t let present day circumstances nurse your visions to sleep. Sometimes we encounter unfavorable experiences on the journey.

We may get thrown in the pit for being a dreamer.

Become falsely accused.

Imprisoned.

Persecuted.

But remember there’s a Joseph screaming on the inside, “this is not how the story ends!”

Your favor,

freedom,

and future is on the way.

“As for you, you meant evil against me, but God meant it for good.....”—Genesis 50:20

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