The Hope in the Fire

I am a woman full of hopes and dreams.

I come from a family of dreamers; I think that's what makes us all such good entrepreneur’s.
For as long as I can remember I have sketched a floor plan of my house, my office, my barn.

Crawled up under the old wooden pew we tore open offering envelopes and dreamed.

As life has been lived dreams have come and gone.
Some fulfilled,
some forgotten,
others ripped painfully from my being.

The seed of a Giant Sequoia must face a season of fire before it can take root, as I think about standing at the base of one of these Giants I can’t help think about my hopes and dreams; the journey they take.

The fire they meet.

The root they take
and the giants they have the potential to become.

The Giant Sequoia is not the tallest tree on this planet nor is it the largest in circumference.
My hopes and dreams may stand small in comparison but to me they are huge.

Grown by God from seed in my heart for a purpose;
a purpose to change the world around me,
to change my attitude,
to change my day,
to simply allow a smile in the heart of this dreamer.

Some days I want to give up hope.

Stop dreaming.

Some days I try.

Some days I do.

Then the reality of my God.

The stones of my past pile up and I am reminded of my Ebenezers.

I am reminded that I have truly tasted and seen that the Lord is good.

I know the fire in my day is hope burning.

Burning to be sown,

from something tiny,

something ugly,

something painful,

to something beautiful,

larger than life,

amazing.

We dreamed big under those church pews, waterslides from our bedrooms windows and horses for all to ride. We had hope on that cold New England church floor and it spurred us on to keep dreaming, keep hoping, to just keep on.

May you see hope today in a person, a situation, an attitude. May you keep on.

Love, Peace and Jesus,