Fall is becoming a distant memory. The chill in the air reminds me to search for my gloves, scarf, and earmuffs. The leaves hang on in places, but barrenness stretches across the landscape. A silent chant begins to crescendo each morning as I reluctantly crawl out of the warmth of my blankets.

Prepare Ye the Way! Prepare Ye the Way of the Lord!

Holiday madness is in full swing but I find myself pushing back against the tide of busyness. I begin the chant again.

Prepare Ye the Way! Prepare Ye the Way of the Lord!

I press pause on my to-do list and pull out my Bible. As I turn to the Gospels searching for the familiar words, I sit down ready to read and exhale the stress I’ve been holding inside.

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My life the last few years looked like a season of transitions. The time crept slowly until I began to allow myself to dream in earnest. I prayed and dreamt some more. God showed me glimpses of what my future looked like. I prayed again, but this time for patience in the waiting. Piece by piece the dream became my reality.

My journey through the transitions led me to God and He graciously taught me these lessons. Follow me to God-Sized Dreams to find out what they are…

Blessings,

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