- Home Workouts
This past Sunday I was driving home from my parents house and Brody passed out in his carseat — an hour drive home in pure silence. These are sacred moments.
So I drove through Starbucks, grabbed myself an extra hot soy latte, something I used to treat myself with on weekends and haven’t had since maternity leave, and soaked it in.
Still sleeping, awesome. I pulled into Target parking lot and began checking things off my to-do list. I wrote a meal plan, grocery list, caught up on messages and email.
Still sleeping, man I have to pee, but this is AWESOME!
My twitchy fingers reached for my phone as a distraction.
I can’t remember the last time I sat in silence to think about my dreams.
Rather most of my days are spent with my mind divided into a thousand small splinters, each going a different direction — Brody’s schedule, my schedule, work meetings, email drafts, class plans, dinner plans…
Is my mind so busy accomplishing and organizing, that I’ve lost my ability to dream? Bull-dozing over a world beaming with beauty and hope?
The stare on my face had to be about as blank as the sheet of paper in front of me.
So I prayed over the blank sheet of paper in front of me. Asking God to help me fill this page, and many more pages in my notebook with BIG dreams.
Thank you for today.
A new day, and a new blank page to fill.
I pray you can help me fill this blank page with big dreams;
and then give me the discipline and patience to work towards those dreams.