Monday, January 18, 2010

A dream not deferred

Today, I have been considering how much easier it is to defer a dream. To wait until the "time is right"or "the money is better" or "the kids grow up". I have been thinking about how hard it was for me to begin this art journey outside of my house and my head, and how hard it was not to decide: that I was reasonably and rightly, too busy.
I have 5 kids from 7-18 years old. I have a husband. I am finishing my degree. I teach Science in the afternoon.I have reasons to be busy.

I am considering then, the enormous courage that it took a pastor, a husband, a father (who could've been too busy), to dream. I am thinking, how lucky we all are that he climbed up the stairs and he shouted his dream to the world. He walked right up to the seemingly, insurmountable task and dared to dream something better.

Perhaps right now, you have a dream.
Maybe it's not a BIG world-changing dream.
Though, sometimes it's the littlest ones that
bring about the most amazing change.
Maybe it's just a nagging something at the back of your consciousness.
A place you go while watching a film or hearing a certain song.

I want to encourage you, to do it!
Do not postpone it.
You might surprise yourself.

A Dream Deferred
By: Langston Hughes

What happens to a dream deferred?

Does it dry up
like a raisin in the sun?
Or fester like a sore--
And then run?
Does it stink like rotten meat?
Or crust and sugar over--
like a syrupy sweet?

Maybe it just sags
like a heavy load.

Or does it explode?

Courage and blessings as you leap~

(PS- Comment a dream you have to this post and be entered to win a handmade bookmark from my shop: mavis magpie. All comments must be made by 11:59 PST Wednesday. Winner will be selected by random number generator.)


  1. I dream about expressing my creativity in new and interesting ways this year ;) So far so good!!

  2. Starting my own business. Oh, wait, that one is coming true as we speak! ;)

  3. I’ve had this blog post open on my desktop since you published it. Pondering what my dream is, or what it should be, wondering if I have thrown it away, temporally shelved it, or even forgotten it.

    I realized that I am living my dream. Each and every day I wake up and find myself in Kenya, is a day that my dream is lived.

    I dreamed of being able to listen to what Jesus was saying, and then go and do it. That’s what I’m doing now, or at least attempting to do. I dreamed of challenging society’s normality, and that is what I am doing. I dreamed of tearing down religious piety and replacing it with a faith lived out each and every day. I dreamed of a community of believers living together for the common good.

    I thank God that I am able to be living out this dream.

    Not that I’m finished. I still am dreaming of a school of ministry, where we study theology, theory, and other Biblical stuff then go out and put it into practice.

    Dreaming of a piece of land to house our community.

    Dreaming of being completely free of religious obligation and my culture’s baggage.

    Dreaming of being finished with this life, and moving on to the next.

  4. Wow, Sandi - you sure stirred something up in me. As did Johnny's comment to it all... I do dream those same things, and more. Some are altruistic, some are more self-serving. Some days I dream of reinventing myself - "being" the kind of person who can actually "do" the things I'd like to - an exerciser who eats healthy, daily art journaling, more involved in some type of volunteer project. But most days I just dream of hearing His voice clearer, and showing His love better, and dancing... I do dream of dancing with Him to the music in my soul.