Everything would go on whether he did or not. That was its beauty and its strength. His life his hope his dreams. Nothing cared so hed better.

Her bed felt huge and empty now and when she slept she did so with her arm around a pillow. She dreamed of him almost every night sometimes good dreams of happy days and joyful times often they were terrible dreams of abandonment loss and sorrow. She didnt know which was worse every morning she woke afresh to the knowledge that he was gone and he would never come back. It would never be all right again.

You cannot live your dreams and fears simultaneously. One must die.

Believe in God.Believe in Jesus Christ.Believe in the Scriptures.

Live Love Dream

You are the driver steering your own dreams. Choose to knock down whatever crosses your way.

One just one but definitely one of the great benefits of private prayer is that you cant hide from your motives. In corporate prayer we can sound like all that. We can blow Jesus smoke like nobodys bizness in a crowd but get alone with Him and He wont let you get away with the fake stuff. Try blowing Jesus smoke in your prayer closet and youll cough on it every time. Truth That penetrating gaze of His hurts but afterwards it never fails to heal.

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Step into the future with focus knowing that the only way to kill your dream is trying to find another.

It was one of those dreams from which she woke up depressed about her reality filled with a longing that pulled at her insides wishing the dream could have lasted forever or at least much longer than it had.