Just Dreaming

By Pamela Cropper-Vice


Just Dreaming

We race through life fulfilling obligations.  We go to school, get a job, get married, have children, act as caregivers and so forth.  We are always in a hurry.  Time off from work means a quick weekend get-away, or a too short vacation, and we are packing up to go home when it seems like we just got here.  Here to the place we are supposed to unwind, relax and dream.

What happens when we dream?  If we are asleep when we dream it seems like a lot of things crowd in like pieces of a puzzle that, when we try to put them together, they don’t seem to fit or make much sense.  Unless we have a notepad beside our bed to record our dreams, we usually remember just bits and pieces of them and in just a span of a few days these are often forgotten in the busyness of our lives.

As a young girl, I can remember summers sweetly spent with much dreaming and inner contentment.  Thinking about the plans and goals I had for my life filled me with excitement!  I could hardly wait to get out of school so I could start achieving all that God had for me.  Well, then life happened.  I got busy working and making a home and time seemed to go faster and faster.  Dreams got pushed a little further back until I really wasn’t sure I even wanted the same things anymore.  My focus on achieving goals did not seem as important and I began to realize that God puts His dreams into our hearts and waters them until they blossom and flourish and become grown up.  Oh sure, I have dreams now, but they are a different kind.  They involve spreading God’s love and His saving grace to everyone He places in my life.  These grown up dreams can take differing paths.  God will use different gifts in your life to reflect His love to the world.

The gift of writing has lain dormant in my life since I graduated from the University of KY in the 1970’s.  Two years ago in August, I received an email regarding a new Christian writing group starting in a few weeks.  I read the email and almost deleted it.  To be truthful, I had written so many papers as an English major I really did not have a desire to buckle down and write.  Even though I did not plan to view that email again, it popped up every day in my inbox.  I read it a couple more times.  The meeting date was approaching.  I did not have anything else scheduled for that evening.  I decided to go and check it out.  Surprise #1 was when I walked into the room and the group leader turned around to greet me and it was a young woman I had known in church.  She told me, “I am so glad you are here!  Welcome!”  I was off to a good start.  Most of our group meetings involve writing a paper or a poem about a topic she gives us.  I had never written a paper using a writing prompt before and guess what?  I found out I like doing that.  Your writing will go in directions that will surprise you.  A prompt using a beach, a hurricane and a giraffe gave birth to a whimsical story about my pet giraffe named Madelyn, who has super powers.  Hint: one of them is flying.   Weeeee!!

This summer I attended a Christian Writer’s Conference and met so many nice folks.  Wow!  I met authors, publishers and even an agent.  This just about blew my socks off!! I have also visited some other Christian writing groups and have begun making real friends in the writing community.  Two years ago, all of this would have been beyond my wildest dreams and now here I am, writing a blog.

When I step out in faith and take His hand, He blesses and amazes me with what He is doing in my life.  I am on a journey with Him and I feel like a child in a candy store who is free to try whatever I want and as much as I want and to know the bill is already paid and I can just be free to be me.  I don’t have to do anything. I just  dream……

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