WHAT HAPPENS TO A DREAM DEFERRED ?

What does happen to a dream deferred? This famous poem written by Langston Hughes poses a good question. I, like millions -if not billions of people world wide- too have deferred dreams. These dreams flit sometimes annoyingly across the the horizon of my subconscious . But unlike Langston's poem I view my dreams through a protective bubble of hope . I am a firm believer in hope and faith being the vehicles that bring miracles to life . My dreams hover like a tangible mirage just waiting for me to grab a hold of . The beautiful thing about life is that with each new day we are given a fresh chance at starting a new . A brighter dream I have never seen ...

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THIS I KNOW IS TRUE

“ We all like stars floating through the night, Flit from place to place trying to find our proper orientation-our alignment-...like a moth drawn to the flame of a distant fire we find our homing beacon: our true flame, It pulses and beckons us to begin again, Rising through the night and stirring within us an instinct as eternal as time, What happens when two stars collide? Could you be my supernova? “ There is not much that I know of this world which is vast in mysteries I must admit, but the things that I do know for a fact resonate within me because of thier truth. The existential question of why we were created is not an easy one to answer, and I’m sure it ranks up there as one of the top questions on most people’s minds-mine as well. Along with finding one’s purpose, and being true to what you believe. However there is some thing that I do know to be true. It is love which is unfailingly unconditional; it is a love which allows you to look beyond illusions, and find the thin...

Blindsided

Sometimes the things you don’t see coming in life can blindside you the most: such as a family member being diagnosed with one of those scary words, that somewhere in the back of your mind you thought was reserved for TV medical dramas. I’ve learned that God is so much bigger than any fear that may try to creep into our heart. We’re human: flesh, and blood, God remembers our frame that we are dust...but He is eternal, our God who gives strength to the weak, and power to the powerless. I remember at what felt like my most hopeless moment, in a pit of disbelief at what was happening around me, and feeling so utterly alone, suddenly I could feel God’s Presence, palpably...it felt like I was surrounded totally, in His arms. The angst, and worry flew away, and I was completely at peace, and felt I could get through the rest of the day. Jesus is the Prince of Peace, and is available to give us this comfort if we will come to Him. We don’t have to have it all together. Perhaps in your momen...

Dear Restless Heart

via Dear restless heart, be still; don't fret and worry so; God has a thousand ways His love and help to show; Just trust, and trust, and trust, until His will you know. Dear restless heart, be still, for peace is God's own smile, His love can every wrong and sorrow reconcile; Just love, and love, and love, and calmly wait awhile. Dear restless heart, be brave; don't moan and sorrow so, He hath a meaning kind in chilly winds that blow; Just hope, and hope, and hope, until you braver grow. Dear restless heart, repose upon His breast this hour, His grace is strength and life, His love is bloom and flower; Just rest, and rest, and rest, within His tender power. Dear restless heart, be still! Don't struggle to be free; God's life is in your life, from Him you may not flee; Just pray, and pray, and pray, till you have faith to see. --Edith Willis Linn

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