Finding Hope When the Dream Dies
I can no longer hang on to a dream I cannot produce.
I can no longer hang on to a dream I cannot produce.
Weeds are plant out of place. Yet even pesky dandelions cause me to reflect on the spiritual lessons God sends through creation.
As I checked another day off my planner, I knew I needed to escape from the office and find something to refresh my spirit. Ice cream? Nah – not on the healthy eating plan. Chai tea? Nope – too late in the day for caffeine. So I drove to the one place where I knew …