My mantra since I was little: Aim for the sky; hit the ceiling. This was my theory that dreams-no matter the crazy- are important. I did plenty of dreaming. Of the future hour, week, year, decade.
The dreams like, I am going to plan a girl road trip. Or to decorate my room a certain way. Anyway I have learned a few things about dreaming
There are two kinds of dreams ones for fantasy fun and the ones for sanity. The one that keeps you putting one foot in front of another. That gives you hope. They are desperate.
Sometimes my dreams scare me, because instead of pretty daydreams, they feel like lies I tell myself. Because maybe I make my plans an idol and it is the Holy Spirit telling me that. That I should dream of better things than I can even imagine.
And that is the problem I can't imagine or picture them. I need to take them on faith. (Substance of things hoped for and evidence of things no seen.) So I guess there is one other dream type. The dreams you can only dream of and don't really understand.
Keep dreaming (?).
<3 Lissa
Keep dreaming (?).
<3 Lissa
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