Last weekend I woke up exhausted, even though I'd slept over 11 hours. I struggled to consciousness realizing that I'd spent the night running... from the scary things, toward safety, always on the move! I call them chasing dreams...
In real life I don't run. I can walk quickly if necessary, but running happens rarely. Whoever - or whatever - was chasing me that seemingly endless night forced some very fast getaways... just in the nick of time.
I try to avoid trouble and have worked hard to "keep my nose clean" throughout life. Some circumstances lately have had me worked up. Nothing critical, just some ongoing stressors that obviously put me on overload before bed.
Today I attended a writing conference. It put a whole other meaning on the phrase "chasing dreams." I met some great people who have been writing, been published or been dabbling in creative prose and poetry for awhile.
That's what I want to do someday. However, :someday" will only come if I start working on this craft in a more disciplined fashion. I've got all the tools. I have stories inside. Now to get organized and schedule time to contemplate and get words on a page - or in this case, a blog.
The presenters today testified that when God plants the seed of a dream, He also makes a way to fulfill that dream. He can use me to further His Kingdom and share His love through my passion for the written word.
Time to go... lace up my shoes and get moving... chasing dreams!
