who I was
isn’t who I am
what I dreamed
hasn’t come true Continue reading
dreams
“New Days”
not knowing where you’re going
but excited to get there Continue reading
God in “Movies”
Dreams: most of them good; some of them bad
Visions: not everyone has them; not everyone believes in them
Even as I start to write, it feels odd because it’s about someone else, whom I haven’t asked permission from to write about, so I’ll leave the name out and make the gender general. I’m not too familiar with the timeline, but that’s not the “meat” of what this is about. As you read, you’ll find out what I mean. Continue reading
My Wedding
Okay, this isN’T a cry for a husband.
As I’m making flags, I thought about my wedding. Some things will be very different. Continue reading
Victorious Nightmare
Last night, I had the weirdest (and scariest dream). Here it goes.
It started off with the church marrying me, Carolyn, and someone else off, but I can’t remember who the someone else was. The church chose the people and set everything up. We were all sitting in a room, and then it hit me: I didn’t even know the heart of the person, which is super important to me, so we all took off, but before we did, we got a hold of the names of who we were to marry, so me and the kids went on a journey to see who the church had picked. Continue reading
“Be the Wind”
what does it feel like to stand alone
to push through invisibility Continue reading
“Freedom to Create”
When I was a little girl, I had dreams: dreams of becoming a mom, dreams of becoming a teacher, dreams of being loved, etc., and along the way, some of those dreams were forgotten (or stolen), and I lived my life as an adult in a place of settling because this-was-just-the-way-it-was-going-to-be. Of course, that was a lie from the pit of hell, but it sure did pull me down to that pit with it, until God… Continue reading
“Freedom to Follow”
I have freedom to follow
the voice of my God
freedom to walk in His ways
freedom to dance like a child
freedom to live out my days
freedom to send darkness to hell Continue reading
“Personal Paradise”
On the mountain
wind blowing freely
a view untouched
By the ocean
the sound of waves
crashing on the soul
In the forest
trees standing tall
praising heaven
In a meadow
the fragrance of flowers
the scent of Jesus
Places in my heart:
where God’s on the throne
where love becomes real
where dreams are destiny
where moments are lived
