The Re-Awakening

Starbucks, a place where dreams come alive. At least for me.

I open my three year old MacBook, to look cool, and search for a station on Spotify that will be conducive to my mood. I pull the strap off my moleskin and flip to the page I was last doodling on. I begin to write. I write what is on my heart, I write what is deep inside that I don't know is there until it comes out through a ball-point pen. It flows out almost like "word vomit." So much yet to slow to catch it all on my page. As it all comes out I start to realize that there is so much for me to do on this earth. Do I have enough time? Can I even accomplish all of these dreams? Will I put a dent in Sex Slavery or Pornography? Can I do this?

Doubt starts to arise as I feel like I have no power over the things I want to accomplish.

How can I do this? 

As soon as the thought, or excuse me the lie,  flutters into my mind I stab it until it is laying dead on the ground…in my mind of course. This kind of thinking, or "stinkn thinkn" as most people refer to, is not permitted to be amongst my hopes and dreams. As I realign my thoughts back to how much I have to do, I remember what Bill Johnson has said before, "If your dreams can be accomplished without God, then your dreams are too small." My dreams are so big that I need God to help me accomplish them. I cannot change the Pornography industry or the Sex Slave realm without him. Literally it is humanely impossible.

As these thoughts sink in to deepest part of my brain and heart I become so pumped. "I am impossible to stop!" I think in my mind as I realize that I have amazing destiny that is being put into action by the one and only, My dad. He already has all the doors and connections I need to be successful in what He has given me.