Along the way I’ve discovered that dreams are renewable.
A few years ago I found myself living an empty, stagnant life. I was existing in a quiet corner filled with lifeless silence. Dull, gray walls fixed vacant eyes on me, mocking me, shouting, “This is it! This is all there is! This is your life!” As their relentless taunts echoed endlessly in my empty soul, I saw my life stretched out before me in an endless procession of pointless, purposeless sameness.
Thankfully, God never leaves us adrift.
Finally, in a moment of quiet reflection, I heard His still, small voice whisper, “There is more, Trena—much more. I have great plans for you. I am holding all your dreams; come and claim them.”
At last I recognized this dismal prison was of my own making. But God is the ultimate dreamer. He is the renewer of dreams. He shook the dust off my old dreams and planted new dreams in my heart—dreams bigger than I dared to dream. Now He’s making them my reality.
When I cried out from my self-made wilderness, He heard my soul’s silent sighs and ushered me from my spiritual wasteland, leading me into the fullness of His joy. There He continues to unveil this great adventure He’s crafting just me for.
So join me as I turn my will over to God, reclaim my dreams, embrace new dreams, shake off the gray, and emerge into the sunlight of His Glory. Join me in claiming the life He promised—a truly joyful journey.
Naked and Vulnerable (Thoughts from the Pot): God’s dreams for me are eternal.
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