How does one take something out of their heart, their soul, their whimsical mind and make it their reality?
How do you answer when people, fellow human beings ask you what you want to do with your life? They want something perfectly curated and summed up - they want satisfying answers - yet we dreamers, we can’t give you that.
We have ideas and hopes and visions beyond ourselves, we want to extract and create the beauty from the world and ourselves. It’s difficult. You want to explain the depths of your heart, your closely-only-prayed-about-and-not-shared-with-people-ambitious-dreams.
Some spur me on, us on. They say ‘Yes, go for it. Go after your dreams’ ..And others. They give you this blank stare like ‘the world doesn't owe anything to you.. who do you think you are?
And theres those times that you tuck your soul dreams tighter into your heart and you think in your mind of what small talk you can come up with because honestly its sometimes extremely hard to put your dreams on a plate and show them to find that people…people don't like it when you put yourself out thereeeee.
I live in my head a lot. And my heart to. It can be beautiful and sometimes brutal. Sometimes both. I feel paralyzed. All these soul dreams, these longings to tell my story, to love others, to write, to talk about God and how He loves, how He is the kindest, most beautiful friend, mother, father, brother, protector, comforter, advocate and lover you will ever have.
That He's not up in the clouds, waiting for you to get it together. I don't know. I must jump.. But this yucky stuff, this anxiety, this fear. It shows up. Again and again.
But we must jump, we must dare to keep dreaming because friend, the world needs dreamers, the world needs doers, the world needs you.
So dream, do and love.
To do justice for you, for them, for us, to love kindness for all, to walk humbly with our God.