You may say that I’m a dreamer…
And you’d be absolutely right.
I’ve always been a wild eyed dreamer.
Many of my dreams have come true.
But…some haven’t.
Some of my dreams were pretty selfish so they needed to go away.
Some of my wildest dreams have been taken captive by others and tamed until they were unrecognizable.
Some were ground to dust by dreambusters who REALLY did not like me.
Some dreams have flown in a holding pattern until they gradually just ran out of gas.
And now I stand in the second half of my life and I wonder if dreaming is a young man’s sport.
With apologies to Tennyson…In the winter an old man’s fancy heavily turns to thoughts of riding off into the sunset, right?!
But, it turns out it’s not time to saddle up quite yet, unless I’m riding off in search of a new adventure…
This week I read a Bible verse that I have read at least 6,347 times.
But, suddenly part of it felt brand new (even though it was about old!!! Irony!).
It was a chunk of Acts 2:17: “in the last days, God says, I will pour out my Spirit upon all people…
Your old men will dream dreams.”
WHAAAA???
That smells like a permission slip for old dudes (AND older ladies too) to still dream some wild dreams.
I just read an article about a 65 year old lady here in North Carolina who saw an ad in the paper for fencing lessons. Now, seven years later she is a four time competitor at the US Fencing National Championships! I love that!! There are always new things to learn, new passions to pursue, and new dreams to grab ahold of.
As long as you have breath in your lungs, it’s never too late to break out the balloons and head for Paradise Falls.
So I stand up, slightly slower than I used to, but nevertheless, I stand and I look into the starry night, ready to dream big, crazy, wild-eyed, Spirit infused dreams.
Are you with me?
You may say that I’m a dreamer…
(And you’re still right.)
But I’m not the only one
I hope some day you’ll join us
And the world will be more fun.
carbonated joy 