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Lost in love, made to dream, called to be the Hero.

How do I describe a life I want to see, that I haven’t found here, that I haven’t seen in its fullness but that I dream about? How do I attempt to tell you about a beautiful discontentment and have it carry the same weight in words that it carries on my heart?

I tell you that it is one of the most beautiful things to have something inside you grow so big that you want to see it in the world around you so much you ache.  That this…life, it can’t stay inside you any longer, because as crazy as it sounds it just starts to hurt.  It’s an ache for what I’ve dreamed and imagined, and to live in the contrast is difficult, very difficult. But even in the ache its beautiful, because  it’s so full, because it’s worth it, and because its life beyond measure.  Because when I talk about it…the core of me comes alive.

This is what happens in the heart of His dreamer, this is what happens when you think so big, and imagine, and create, and finally….finally know you were made to co-labor with God.  A world is birthed inside of you, and you must create it.  It’s that simple. It was put in you, it was knit into your being, into your personality, and after watching this dream, this world grow inside you, you taste it. You begin to see in your heart what fills you, what touches you….what is you, walking in such fullness.

You see, the heart of a dreamer in love with Him is radical. You begin to see more, to see from a bigger perspective, you start to lose the limits, and get creative, and not allow what seems logical to bind you. You reach a new level of living…and you can’t go back.

This world begins to grow inside you, and while it does you begin to watch as he calls back alive in you, who you are, and you realize you are the hero.  You are the radical. You are the revolutionary. You are the dream in its human form.  It was put in you, so you could draw it out.  You are strong enough, you are brave enough, and you are bold enough….because thats what it will take to make this dream reality, and its why he made you, you.  You dreamt with him, but he alone conditioned you as the hero strong enough to live it out. The hero needed to make this dream reality.

You dreamt with him, He called alive a hero.

You let your heart loose, and He glorified what you imagined.

I am a dreamer, falling in love with Jesus …in our love we dreamed of a world, and then he called me alive and made me the hero needed to create it, told me he will never leave, but gave me authority to begin to walk…to begin to create what we dreamed……TOGETHER.

It’s who I am, and it’s who he is.

…it’s beautiful, and it will be reality.

I am a dreamer lost in love. 

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To the dreamers. To the heroes. To those who say, YES.

Bold enough to be first. Brave enough to go where no one had gone before. Strong enough to press on when everyone else runs in retreat. 

…That says hero to me, that inspires me. That is the route of chasing my dreams into reality. But what would happen if I did it, what if I lived my life with heroic proportions? What if I dared to go where I know life is desperate to be awakened?  What if I chased him and what I know to be so real with a desperate love nothing could deterrer? What if I truly knew what I was capable of, and then had the courage to act on it?

“What if’s” only matter if they push you to become brave enough to make them reality, otherwise they will always make you feel alive, but you’ll never really live there. It’ll be a beautiful dream, but are you willing to risk, to take a jump, and make it real?

This is where my heart lives. When I push the world I see away, I see this….

I see the world of my heart, I see what I know to be true, I see what’s more real, and more alive, and I love it.  Honestly, part of me just loves the dream of it, I’m afraid that it won’t be what I imagine. But to fear inadequacy like that, is to put faith in the inferior realm, and therefore to defy what I know to be real.

I have two choices, I can live afraid and keep it a dream, or…

I can live in faith and make it reality.

You see, My God is capable of insanely ridiculously, huge things that defy every bit of reason, so to live in a dream would be to not realize who I am in love with and how desperately he loves me.

It starts in the heart, but it moves with the power of freewill.  I must decide this is what I want, passion without willpower to move is simply an excited heart chained to the earth.  It’s a choice that’s mine to make, he gave me the decision, and the ability to make it.  He gave me freewill so I could co-labor with him, so I could dream with him, so I could recklessly love him.  He cares what I think!

It’s all pretty insanely cool to me. He gave me a chance to stand at the brink of living in all I dream, and in essence asked me, Do you want this?

God knows all. He knows what I want. Of course I want it. But he asks, so I could have to chance to see me. To see who he sees. To see what he made me capable of. Because my answer of yes, doesn’t just mean, Okay God, you can give it to me. It means, Okay God I finally see the hero you made in me, I finally see that you made me strong enough to move. I finally see that I was made to be in love with you, and that its safe to dream in you. My yes, is an expression of identity, an act of complete trust, and a move made with desperate love.

God could drop dreams into our lap, but then we would miss the beautiful picture of becoming who we are in him while finding them.  We find the identity of him he wrote in us, we become the desperate lovers of the bridegroom, heroes called to rise and we realize we are radically beautiful.

He gives us freewill to chase the dreams he inspires because he knows what we really achieve when we finally make the choice to say……..

YES.