You May Say I’m a Dreamer

I have big dreams.

Big scary dreams.

Always have. Years ago a friend said I reminded her of Joseph. A dreamer who is often misunderstood. For a while I had Gen. 37:19 (Here comes that dreamer) tacked to my computer. I’ve lost the post-it note with the scripture on it, but I haven’t lost the dreams.
They’re still there.
Lately my dreams have felt like sand. Big and vast yet slipping through my fingers. I feel like I can’t grab hold of anything. Like the harder I try to hold on to it the more it slips away. It’s exhausting, this grasping at sand. I’m working myself into a frenzy trying to fill my bucket.
But dreams weren’t meant to be carried in buckets. Dreams are meant to carry us. They are the path we walk upon.

One thought on “You May Say I’m a Dreamer

  1. I love being a dreamer. I love putting those dreams into action…most of the time. It's scary stepping out in faith, don't let go of those God-dreams! They will come to fruition.

    ~Your Body Guard


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