Visionary Dreamer

I'm a visionary dreamer. 

Imagining possibilities comes naturally to me. Sometimes I can get lost in my own head.This doesn't upset or concern me, it's part of who I am. Like any trait, this personality trait comes with blind spots and built-in challenges.

It's easy to be focused on possibilities and lose sight of commitments. It can be easy to miss the beautiful and broken small beginnings in pursuit of the greater realization. 

If there is anything that has helped keep me from living in my own dream world, it's other people. People with needs and desires. People with dreams of their own. People who are doing their best. People who aren't. Some people that are content, some that are complacent, and some that want more. I've found that my passion and dreaming can spark something in them, that my words of can give courage, and that my perspective can be valuable. And I have to remain aware of my drive to imagine and to dream. To bless it, give space to it, and not be consumed by it. That can be a challenge. Especially when there are problems. Especially when expectations are not met. Especially when my dreams seem really awesome and my surroundings seem... less-than-awesome. Then I remember the words...
"Every human wish dream that is injected into the Christian community is a hindrance to genuine community and must be banished if genuine community is to survive. He who loves his dream of a community more than the Christian community itself becomes a destroyer of the latter, even though his personal intentions may be ever so honest and earnest and sacrificial." -Life Together by Dietrich Bonhoeffer

Indeed. Preach it, D.

So today, I'm aware of my dreams. I'm aware of my yearnings for authenticity, for integration of thoughts, words and actions, and aware of my capacity to become the enemy of the very things I long for. I'm thankful that I am who I am, that I am how I am. Thankful for the relationships I do have, for the spaces I do inhabit, and for the possibilities and realities that exist in those contexts. My the dreams of my heart become lived prayer, and hope that fuels loving relationships. May my hands, arms and heart be open to the possibility of what may be, and even more so to what is. May I see all the more clearly the people in my midst even if that means some dreams get fuzzy for a while. I'm here as an engaged participant in what you're doing, God, not only as a spectator. I'm all in. Let's do this.

Visionary? You bet. Dreamer? Absolutely. Lover, listener, doer? Yes, and growing.
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