That somehow dreams are a blurred line between here and there like a meeting room in a prison. Youre both in the same room yet on different sides and really in different worlds.

I had a dream about you. You took control of my body and forced me to have sex with you. Then you called the cops and the police said I raped youbut I was the one who was raped. If I had known you were that kind of person Id have never voted you into political office in the first place.

Prayer can solve more problems alleviate more suffering prevent more transgression and bring about greater peace and contentment in the human soul than can be obtained in any other way.

Dont tell me anymore. You should have your dream as the old woman told you to. I understand how you feel but if you put those feelings into words they will turn into lies. from Thailand

Dreams surely are difficult confusing and not everything in them is brought to pass for mankind. For fleeting dreams have two gates one is fashioned of horn and one of ivory. Those which pass through the one of sawn ivory are deceptive bringing tidings which come to nought but those which issue from the one of polished horn bring true results when a mortal sees them.

If there was magic in this world it happened within sight of the three bases and home plate. All the gems in my world that decorated the walls and floors of dragons lairs the sword hilts of privileged princes and crowns worn by emperors and kings were nothing compared to the beauty and splendor of the diamond in Wrigley Stadium. It wasnt just a yard with dirt chalk lines bases and a small hill in its center. Wrigley was a field of dreams. Dreams of eternal glory for the men who ran to the outfield who took their respective bases and prepared for battle against those who would dare enter their hallowed realm. Dreams for the kids in the stands all wanting to don a uniform kiss their moms goodbye and wield their bats as enchanted weapons destined to knock the cover off the ball. And for the adults who had already selected their lot in life Wrigley made the dreams of past innocence lost wonder and the promise that there was something inherently good still left in the world come true.Yeah corny as hell. But all true.

The visions we offer our children shape the future. It matters what those visions are. Often they become self-fulfilling prophecies. Dreams are maps.

I want to tell you a growing conviction with me and that is that as we obey the leadings of the Spirit of God we enable God to answer the prayers of other people. I mean that our lives my life is the answer to someones prayer prayed perhaps centuries ago.It is more and more impossible to me to have programmes and plans because God alone has the plan and our plans are only apt to hinder Him and make it necessary for Him to break them up. I have the unspeakable knowledge that my life is the answer to prayers and that God is blessing me and making me a blessing entirely of His sovereign grace and nothing to do with my merits saving as I am bold enough to trust His leading and not the dictates of my own wisdom and common sense.

I dont mean to be ungrateful but if someones out there answering prayers mines not at the top of the list

Prayer is like water - something you cant imagine has the strength or power to do any good and yet give it time and it can change the lay of the land.