As I’m making cornbread to go with chili, I’ve listening to Italian music with a scape of the Italian Riviera. In the present, I’m in the Deep South, in the precipice of my soul I’ve returned to the place that sparks my dreams. Whether or when I return doesn’t matter, my mind was allowed to wander with wonder. It’s something I’ve not done in a long time. My reality didn’t change, but my perception and perspective did. That my dear friends is a gift. One I’ve not appreciated fully or enough.
I haven’t listed my gratitude lately, and my mental health can tell. Apart from life and Jesus for which I’m eternally grateful, I need to add one thing in particular. I’m grateful for my imagination to come up with a story to take me where I want to go until my reality complies. Thank you Lord. What I’ve not liked about myself is saving me right now.
Please never stop dreaming. I used to think it was pointless. I was going to la la land. I didn’t live in reality. Let me tell you, I’m fully aware of reality. More than I want to admit. If my mind decides to take a ten minute detour, I’m going to enjoy the ride.
Love yourself and one another
It sounds like a wonderful, homey day. And you are so right -- never stop dreaming!
ReplyDeleteSounds like you are enjoying your day!
ReplyDeleteAlways, always, enjoy the ride, dear Regine. God's plans, and detours, are always the best!
ReplyDeleteA great day and dreams and detours are wonderful when we include God in them. He just wants to take those detours with us.
ReplyDeleteBlessings,
Betsy
You go girl and take me with you!
ReplyDeleteVery well put, it was the Lord that gave you that imagination to begin with. He knows you inside and out and where your heart is. I agree with Betsy . . . just invite the Lord in on your day dreams. Be happy!
ReplyDeleteImagination is a God given gift - revel in it as much as you need
ReplyDeleteBlessings
Maxine