I’ve always been level headed when it comes to dreams and big ideas. “I have a dream…” says Martin Luther King, and I say, “oh, good for you” and flip the page. Still somehow longing to have a dream, too, but “thinking the better of it” and just getting on with life. Seeing only the things that are visible.
“Despair is the fate of the desiring soul”. I’m beging to long even for that despair, because of the joy it also brings with it. How lame will my life not be, if it becomes just what I dream of? I think I need God in this. “You cannot outdream God”, somebody wrote. I like that. Your thought are higher than mine, and your ways are higher than mine. So I needn’t settle for my small unimaginative thoughts, but invite God to impart His in my heart. Begining to see the invisible.
I don’t want my tomb stone to read, “She lead a life of perfect luke warm mediocracy, may she rest in indefference”.
lorna (see-through faith) said,
November 10, 2008 at 5:26 pm
Erm I don’t think much about tombstones to be honest (but if that turns you on – go for it!) but I’m 100% sure yours will NOT say that -it’ll be more along the lines – died living out her dream A(whatever that might be in Swedish!)
You are brave and courageous and have a desperate passion for authenticity …and are goofy with it! I love that
em said,
November 25, 2008 at 4:44 pm
i can’t do anything but agree with Lorna! love you!
Jens-Peter said,
March 16, 2009 at 1:50 pm
Höödö, he e stsyni längsaan tu ha blågga naa. Vafö he?