..dream

I don't really know where I got the notion that not dreaming was okay. Where it was fine to think inside the context of my finite brain and operate in a world that had boundaries and borders to existence. I can call upon the way I was raised. Having limited funds and limited faith, to a certain extent, resulted in living life within my limits. Grand things were not always possible because there was no money to propel them into existence. The faith of my parents also did not allow the fact that we had no money to be null and void. We lived within our means, which meant living within the walls we placed around our lives. In this mindset I have begun to live my life. Thinking too critically about the things that will happen tomorrow that I can predict because of my past. In Christ I can do all things, because he is my strength. When did I forget this? Or is it rather that I am just learning what it means in my life for the first time? The infinite nature of his power is not limited to the context of my brain or my own will for my life. It is far greater than that and it is my lack of faith that keeps me from seeing life through the eyes of Christ. With faith, as small as a mustard seed, I am able to move mountains. Maybe faith and dreaming are both equally important sides to the same coin... Give me faith to trust and through that faith let me dream in you.