Sunday, March 11, 2012

The Dreaming

So, dear Erica has a list of things that she wants me to blog about.  I will tackle the hardest first: common subjects of my daydreams. 

This is difficult for two reasons.  One, I am not a dreamer.  I am very much a realist.  Two, dreams give opportunity for heartache.  So, sometimes I refuse to dream for fear that my soul might be crushed.  I am not saying God doesn't tell us to hope and dream for bigger things than what we can see, I am just saying that it is scary sometimes.

If I dig deep, I find that indeed, I do dream.

I dream of little girls and all things girly.  I dream of a newborn with a bushel of dark hair.  I dream of this sweet child at the age of two, light brown pigtails dancing with the wind as she twirls.  I dream that her countenance brings a measure of wholeness and joy to all she encounters.

I dream in turquoise.  This shade has taken me by surprise.  I want a house filled with it.  Currently, I dream of painting our dresser in our room to look something like this...perhaps a shade darker.  My dreams involve painting furniture happy shades.  Lots of furniture.

I dream of heaven.  I miss my sister and think about what she would be doing.  I turn to Kiley's journal and am comforted..."It was a perfect night...perfect temperature...very starry...the big dipper was huge...the stars are so much bigger here because we are so much closer to them!  And the ocean...the waves rolling in...I almost fell asleep out there...I really wanted was so perfect...I just sat there in awe admiring God's beauty." 

I dream of who we will be in heaven.  I dream of seeing those that have gone before.  I dream of embracing the face of my Jesus, looking Him in the eyes and telling Him that it was all worth it...finally seeing Him in this moment made all the trials and suffering worth it.

I dream of writing.  Having time to write.  It is addictive and therapeutic and sometimes I just can't get enough.

I dream of travelling with husband in tow on a photographic journey.  This could be simply to see the United States or to travel abroad to photograph children in poverty in order to get the word out for their plight.  I have captured children from America, but how amazing would it be to capture children from around the world?  My lens helps me see and I long to get out of the confines of this one state so I can see His glory on display.

I dream of one day living in a clutter free environment.  I am hoping my garage sale this weekend will aid in this process!  I would love to have a place for everything and everything in its place.  I occasionally dream of having someone to come in and clean my home!

And last, I dream of Erica's Red Velvet cake.  I never knew I even loved Red Velvet til I had hers.

What are your dreams? 


Michelle said...

Well I can't wait to hear what these topics are and what you have to say or what He has to say through you. Isn't it funny how He puts topics on your heart? I have several themes that He and I are brewing over and its neat to see Him speak and show me things. Your "lens" is always can't wait for you to share.

Kelli said...

I dream of finishing my book and it actually being readable. I dream of sleeping a full night without someone needing medicine or their sheets changed. I dream of traveling abroad with my brother and sister-in-law (and my camera-in-law) to see the world (2015? Wanna set a goal?). I dream all the dang time. :)

Erica said...

I love this game! :) and I love your heart friend. thanks for sharing. some of our dreams are the same...(the girl in mine has blonde pigtails) I often dream of feeling His breath on me as I sit with Him. Then I wonder if he even breathes...I mean, God probably doesn't need oxygen. I never dream about furniture. But I frequently, daily, dream about the beach. Hmmm...the beach.