Restless: Daring to Dream

As a child I had a world of pretend that spanned an empire of retail, restaurant, hotel, and banking, which also featured, of all things, a library (all this the product of growing up without a TV). I was at the helm of the entire operation, running each with the deftness of a skilled CEO. That was my personal, private world at home. Reality was much different as in public I was a timid child who couldn't manage the same confidence with her peers, stifled by the need for approval.

Somewhere in college I got over myself and started to move with greater faith. I made decisions in my early adulthood that intimidate me now. It seems that stakes grow higher with age.

There are seasons where dreams are more easily had, but there are also those where our dreams are just that - the hoped for but never pursued. Opposition to our dreams can been fierce, taking various forms from ourselves to that outside of ourselves.

I want to dare to dream with the faith that propels me forward to action. I want to dream knowing that the kingdom of God is certain, and that Jesus' return is imminent. And I hope that others (you!) will dream with me as we wrestle with this tent called our flesh, the sin which so easily entangles, and the Enemy who would discourage us.