Dreams.

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It's 2025.  We still telling people our dreams? 

Dreams to me have always been the focal point in how far I gotta drive.  They remind me in so many pictures that I 1) need to get my stuff together or 2) I'm headed in the right direction.  It's not too many times that my dreams have been random plays of what could be in my head because me...I'm always thinking of what's next.  

For some people tho...they feel as if all their dreams should be shared.  Shared to the masses so that when they conquer whatever it is they are trying to reach; they can say, "I told you, I did that." But as a poet and a believer in God, I realized two things.  

1. In Harlem, Langston Hughes  references a dream deferred?  Does it go away? Get tough or heavy? Or become too much? 

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?

I feel like he was telling us...reminding us that acting on our dreams should happen the moment we start dreaming. He didn't say, tell the masses.  He insinuated that we act on it while it's fresh and before it loses it's power.  

Let's dive deeper, the Word of God in Genesis 40:8 says "We both had dreams," they answered, "tbut there is no one to interpret them." Then Joseph said to them, "Do not interpretations belong to God?" Did you catch that? Interpretations belong to GOD. So tell me again why we're sharing our dreams with the next person?

We gotta be smarter than that.  Chill on presenting your dreams to others and start sharing your dreams with God.  He's the one with the final say anyway...  Don't say I never told you nothing. (wink)

Until next time....remain,

Healthy. Humble. Hydrated