Hiking high in the mountains, the expanse of ocean and peaks spurs thousands of dreams and endless possibilities for our life and love. Moments like that spark our anticipation, our freedom, our imagination, our destiny.
Yet having a thousand dreams is easy.
But to have only one tears at your heart.
Sometimes that one dream becomes all consuming. We pray incessantly for that one desperate pleading hope whether it’s to save someone’s life or to be able to give life. To protect our lover’s life or secure the life of the deeply vulnerable. Whether we pray for simplicity in love or to fall in love. Or to know love or to have love stay. To hold love close or to be set free. We wish for talent to have a chance, for a new job, a new home, a new start, a new path.
In those moments when hope itself seems to cling to that one wish, we tug at the sleeve of the Giver of Mercy, like when a child pulls on a parent’s sleeve and yells out, “Come on! Let’s go!” We beg to have someone, better yet God, give our dream a chance, to make it all come true and if that one dream could come true, we’d be set free.
But sometimes, despite our pleading, a valley of dreams is caught by insurmountable cliffs. That bundle of dreams, once an enormous gift, feels like a burden because none of them, especially that one, can ever be set free.
For that little girl I saw, that little boy too, they are deep in that valley of burdens where dreams are trapped by the violent desert or vicious mountainous terrain they call home. Surrounded by men and women of chaos who wish to crush Hope itself. Help us all hold that little girl’s dream, the little boy’s dream as those of our own.
Their dreams become our Guide, the propellant that gives us the courage to risk sacrifice and the courage to spur that valley of dreams reborn. The efforts of brave individuals who act on this courage set free the valleys of that little girl and the little boy, and so that those children can stand on the mountains they call home spurring thousands of dreams and sparking endless possibilities for their life and love, and ours too.
Sometimes when we merge the dreams for which we tug at God’s sleeve with the tears of someone else’s unfulfilled dreams, we find the courage to pull their dreams ahead of ours. In doing so, we finally plead for the cause God asks of us and we free ourselves from the burden of one dream and trade it in for thousands. Thousands of possibilities for our life and love.
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