With most everyone in my life, even those in my closest circle, I have been vague about my dreams, following behind others and unwilling to consider that my dreams could ever be a possibility.
I apologize.
Before this week it seemed so all over the place that it neither seemed logical or feasible to even try. Even now I am unsure how to share it.
I dream of a House of Prayer in Kiev, Ukraine where the Lord will be worshiped night and day through prayer, music and the arts.
I dream of a coffeehouse that will be inviting, a place to sell products for organizations that are making a difference, and a place where support groups, Bible studies, etc can meet (and of course AMAZING coffee will be served… none of that Nescafe junk).
I dream of traveling the world building relationships and sharing the Gospel while also photographing and writing the stories of those I meet. I want to help meet needs and help others meet those needs as well.
For all those who wonder, yes I do dream of one day writing a book.
I dream of having a greeting card line, silly as it may seem. In my dream it comes from being in the place of prayer and worship and is large enough to be able to employ girls that have been rescued from the sex slave trade.
I dream of helping people come to know their identity in Christ, especially those artist types that feel rejected, those who struggle with eating disorders and self-injury, and those in the church.
I could probably write more, but I think that is sufficient to convey that I have big dreams. Before now I have always just discounted those hopes and dreams, but I can’t do that anymore. So maybe I will seem all over the map and from your viewpoint maybe it will seem some decision I make are crazy but I have to follow what I know and I know I will never be your normal, status quo girl.
Will you dare to dream?
