I dream. I'm a dreamer. Hard core dreamer.
In my head are circulating dreams of decor that could amazingly grace the walls of my home yet are way above my budget. or the beautiful rustic dining table that looks terribly easy to create if I could only convince my husband to simply look up directions of YouTube.
I dream of days where I could gather the courage to dig into my creative core and engage in a job that I would love with every fiber of my being.
Dreams of traveling the world seem to have been placed in the backburner and traded in for dreams of taking people on the best trip of their lives, by coming to know Jesus. A trip that never ends, just gets better.
The flames of my little outdated stove fire up dreams of mastering recipes and to somehow encourage mothers to cook more homemade and enjoy eating with their families at the dinner table.
I dream of seeing my kiddos become passionate of the Lord as they continue to grow. That they can become great warriors of faith. For that I know only too well, that my way of living will be the biggest testimony. So I also dream of being a better mother, friend, prayer warrior for them. And for my husband.
And while we're in the list of things I dream of, a nice tall cone of cherry chocolate ice cream with a cherry on top, wouldn't be an awful thing.
dreamer by night. insurance agent by day.
Disclaimer: i may or may not keep up with all the prompts, but I'll try my hardest to blog every day. Maybe.