Tonight I had dinner with a friend I’ve not seen for a very long time. We’ve seen one another, but tonight we had us time just to talk.
She’s someone that I’ve known for about 10 years now. Our story is kind of funny, actually. We got close because we both joined this christian weight loss group, and we were partners. We both gained weight as a result of our “diet” but our hearts were knitted together.
The problem that I have with her is that she knows me. I mean she really knows me. She knows my dreams. She knows some of the things that God has spoken to me that very few other people know. She has no qualms about calling me on these things. Because it’s been a while, she took it easy on me. But, by the end of the night, she reminded me of one specific thing. It’s funny that she reminded me, because I have a reminder in my favorite Bible, and every time I read that Bible, I see my reminder.
The problem that I have with her is that when we are together, something about her makes me dream. I don’t mean dream little dreams. I mean God-sized dreams. You know…the things that make you vomit a little in your mouth every time you consider them. (Gross I know…but I know that you know what I mean. And if you don’t, you need to have a dream session because you’re NOT dreaming big enough for your life.)
So, now I have that desire again. I can smell the ocean from the mountaintop. I can feel the wind on my face. I can hear the sounds. I can taste the salt in the air. I can see the bright blue sky with big fluffy white clouds.
Enough of the dream session. I know that it’ll happen. The big question is when.
Deneen White 