Dream My Dreams

I am your Good Father. Can you see my smile? I love it when you dream with me, precious one. I am the author and perfecter of your dreams, the one who planted them in your heart before your first day even came to be. It is my pleasure to bring your dreams into reality.

Year after year the Evil One has tried to bury your heart’s desires deeper and deeper under layers of pain and shame. The enemy did not foresee that you would run to me for refuge. The enemy was too shortsighted to realize that our relationship would grow more beautiful and intimate in the wake of his assaults. The flaming arrows didn’t take into consideration that the sweet anticipation of uncovering the desires of your heart would only grow stronger as the battle rages on.

You are beginning to recognize and understand the true desires of your heart as you see yourself reflected in my eyes. You see it most when you love well and fiercely protect those who are too weak to protect themselves. Reach out to touch the one who needs my love today. They might refuse your encouragement. They may be too wounded to trust your gesture. Do it anyway. Trust me. Watch what was buried reach up through the soil to new life. Do you see my smile? Do you feel my pleasure over you? It’s a beautiful dance that no one can disturb. It’s love. It’s my plan for your life. Dream the dreams that I have planted within you. Be still and wait for my beautiful harvest.

Poppa God, thank you for believing in me even when I don’t believe in myself. Please give me your strength to keep dreaming your dreams.