How to Dream.

It seems as though, lately, I have been learning how to dream again. I find myself surrounded by a bunch of wide-eyed dreamers, passionate about their purposes and discovering the path that God has for them. Up until recently, I was afraid to let my dreams be too big. It seemed like they were limited to some self-imposed reality...a cautious approach, to say the least. Then a friend said something that changed the way I thought.

"Who is the Maker of your dreams Who put them inside you?"

God has woven these dreams into our DNA. They are buried deep in our hearts, but are revealed in due season. I have seen things come about that I would never have imagined in my own life and in the lives of people around me. Some may write it off as the enthusiasm that often marks our years as twentysomethings. I beg to differ. I know plenty of people that are just as passionate now as they were when they were my age. God never stops instilling His passion and love into us...so why should we stop responding? If anything, the "spark of the divine" should turn into a blaze, growing stronger with each passing year in our lives.

I would like to say I have arrived, but I really have not. I am learning. I am growing. I am stumbling through it. But somehow, in His infinite grace, He is teaching me how to walk. How to breathe. How to dwell.

How to dream.