I buried a dream today. Or put one on hold for a while - I don't know. Either way, it feels like someone took a hammer to my heart. I hope there's a cure for it in some raspberry sorbet and a movie date with a roommate. Or at least a temporary panacea. I need one. Losing things you love hurts.
being read into poetry and prose
by His wounds I am healed
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Katie--you know I'm hear for you when you need me. Love ya
oh Katie - Buried dreams are one thing but those put on hold still hold great hope. Sometimes even those that we bury work their way to back to the top when we least expect it if God has plans with them. Do not lose heart.
Spirits fly on dangerous missions
Imaginations on fire
Focused high on soaring ambitions
Consumed in a single desire
In the grip of a nameless possession
A slave to the drive of obsession
A spirit with a vision is a dream
With a mission
-From "Mission" by Rush
Always dream. Always always always dream.
I haven't a clue to which dream you are referring, but my mother always told me "You can do anything if you want to bad enough." And I always told Jeremiah what I had read Winston Churchill said: "Never, never, never, never, never give up."
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