Do you have any? I mean daytime dreams. Have any of your dreams become reality? Or have you given up dreaming because they never seem to come true?
Dreams are about hope or faith.
I have experienced both sides. Dreams have kept me alive at times. The long periods of waiting have almost been my demise at times.
In the LORD OF THE RINGS movies the theme of “hope” is threaded through. Sam would encourage Frodo with “there is always hope.” When in the bleakest situations they would dream aloud of being back in the Shire where life seemed idyllic. The dreaming seemed to help them forge on and then caused sadness as it looked like they would never see the Shire again. That was just before their rescue.
My personal dreaming has come, gone, returned, disappeared, and resurged. Last fall a dream of forty-eight years came true when I went to Australia. I waited seventeen years before owning our first home. Twenty years more I longed for and dreamed of a bigger kitchen. The kids are grown now. Is it too late? Apparently not, for a year ago my dream kitchen happened. Now, a dream that was birthed twelve years ago is a reality. I just finished recording an album (see the posting below). The last one I did was twenty-seven years ago. For decades I dreamed of writing songs that were in my soul. Four of those are on this project.
A late bloomer, you ask? Perhaps, but I am learning that though I have regrets, it is never too late to have new and grand adventures and dreams. The dreams I have waited the longest to become real seem to be sweeter than ones that come more easily.
Have you quit dreaming?
There is life in hoping and dreaming, even when it takes years to see it. Not all dreams become reality. I always wanted to sing at least one solo backed by a live orchestra. It never happened and I don’t hope for it any longer. Oh, but I did sing a solo before 10,000 people accompanied by keys, guitar and bass. In fact, I have had many wonderful musical experiences.
Many of our heroes of the faith mentioned in Hebrews, chapter eleven did not live to see their dreams realized, but their hope kept them going.
I still have unfulfilled dreams. For forty-three years I have believed I would write a book. Is 2018 the year? Who knows?
I dare you to allow yourself to dream again.
Dawn Rike, July 23rd, 2018