Our dreams are limited to the confines of space, which miraculously renders them perpetual,
explosive, fluid, and alive, creating boundaries that exist in infinite disciplines of patience,
faith, and desire. Born from the soul of humanity and kissed with the divine, they constantly
propel us forward, upward, challenging the mundane, while simultaneously embracing the sublime.
Off time, halted by doubts, discouragement, betrayal, and fear, our dreams reside in the
spiritual storehouse of human insight, foresight, and hindsight, which transports us to the realm of
hope, fueled by belief in God. I can do all things. Dream on, dream deeply, dream softly, dream fully,
dream and become one in the spirit with the eternal gifts given to make room for the limitless
territory you will traverse with blood, sweat, and tears that falls into the cauldron of your life
to become transformed into rivers of living water that will never run dry.
But you must believe. Imagine it being yours right now. What will it look like, sound like,
taste like, savor it, pursue it? Now, is your dream big enough to be a blessing?
If not, dream some more. You have the mind of Christ, usher in the anointing, and dream some more.
Bigger, bolder, imagine the impossible, taste the sublime, then speak it into existence,
then touch it, nurture it, live it, love it. It has become your portion,
and now you have no fear, for you have become a new creation changed in the twinkling of an eye,
like a sunbeam dancing on a cloud displaying majestic splendor. It's what we live for, die for.
We touch the face of God and witness the manifestation of his word. We float on the breath of God
and witness his infinitesimal power in a sweet, delightful, and good.
Dream, dream, dream, live your life in the glory of his magnificence.
Pure, holy, delightful, and good.
