Please note, this was written on October 13th, 2009.
We just moved from Osijek to a new city called Pula. Its absolutely beautiful. Its right on the coast of the Adriatic Sea and its an old R
oman city. They have the most intact colesseum left in the world here. There is a parthenon looking building in the square just behind us. Its the old Temple of Agustus and all over the city and broken down pillars are in the park. There are yellow, peach and terracotta coloured buildings along narrow cobbled streets that twist and turn their way through the city. It seems like everywhere you look there is another alley leading up higher into the city or around a corner to reveal a new mystery. I feel like i’m walking through a dream most of the time.
oman city. They have the most intact colesseum left in the world here. There is a parthenon looking building in the square just behind us. Its the old Temple of Agustus and all over the city and broken down pillars are in the park. There are yellow, peach and terracotta coloured buildings along narrow cobbled streets that twist and turn their way through the city. It seems like everywhere you look there is another alley leading up higher into the city or around a corner to reveal a new mystery. I feel like i’m walking through a dream most of the time. One night, we went out to ATL (basically do listening prayer and it stands for Ask The Lord) and we ended up on a huge concrete dock on the peninsula and watched the sun set over the Adriatic Sea with cargo ships and sailboats on the horizon. It was beautiful.
Suddenly I realized where I was and the truth just hit me: I’m sitting in Croatia, on the coast of the sea. I am actually in Croatia. I am actually here. If you look at a map, my global position is right beside Italy and on the coast. The Adriatic Sea. I’ve stared at it on maps for years and now I just dipped my fingers into it.
(The Adriatic Sea. This is exactly what I saw and what inspired me to write this blog.)
I felt so overwhelmed. I’ve dreamed about being here but never in my life thought it would actually happen. My eyes filled with tears. “How did you bring me here?” I asked aloud, albeit in a whisper. “Thank you Jesus.”
He really can take your dreams and make them happen. No matter how big or how small. Whats more is that when you give your dreams to him and delight in him, they’re even better than you could have ever imagined them to be.
Delight yourself in the Lord and he will give you the desires of your heart.
~ Psalm 37:4
