I’m so thankful I can incorporate my one word, thankful, into my favorite Friday activity – Five Minute Friday, which I confess takes longer than five minutes for me to compose because I’m a
deep slow thinker, but only takes five minutes to read. That counts, right? This week, the word is dream.
In 3 short weeks, I am taking a journey I dreamed about 27 years ago. Moving to Arizona. Sometimes the things we say we’ll do someday actually happen. Someday has arrived. I can hardly believe it. I have a job lined up. I have the moving truck reserved. I don’t have a place to live yet, but I will. There’s a short list of things I need to do to get out of town, shut off the internet, the electricity, turn in the keys to the apartment. I was worrying about all these things several weeks ago, but not now. I have a dream. And the dream is about to be fulfilled! And because this dream is about to be fulfilled, I am dreaming new dreams like I haven’t since I came home from Africa.
You are never too old to set a new goal or dream a new dream. ~ C.S. Lewis
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The word this week is willing.
So I have this crazy idea the Lord has put in my heart.
As some of you may know, upon returning to the states, I suddenly had an urge to become physically fit. I haven’t really ever cared about my own fitness before, except for brief times after childbirth and once during a college project for nutrition class when I thought I was fat.
So I bought myself a bicycle and started riding. I also started watching my diet. Twenty-five pounds down and a hundred miles a week later, the idea was born.
Why ride for just the sake of riding? Why not ride for a cause? Why not ride to promote awareness and raise money for Mercy Ships!? Wouldn’t it be amazing to raise enough money to pay for all the surgeries on the ship for a whole outreach!?
So I’m proposing to ride my bicycle to Key West Florida in October or November as an event. It’s about 200 miles one way. I’m still contemplating one way or round trip. I’m leaning toward round trip at this point because there should be plenty of time to train, even with rainy season approaching. I plan to divide the miles so that the trip will last 4-10 days. I’m also hoping and praying I can get other folks to participate by riding with me or promoting or driving a sag wagon.
Crazy, right? I’ve never undertaken anything like this before, but judging by the other bike riding events for causes, know it can be done. And knowing the God we serve nothing is impossible for Him!
Michelle and Mercy Ships ride again! I’m super excited! I’m willing!
His… Michelle Anderson
Everyone dreams. It’s part of the sleep cycle. I generally don’t remember my dreams. After my dad died, he would visit me in my dreams. I would always wake up crying because I knew he was dead. I was happy and sad to see him all at the same time. My dad died 33 years ago. Over the years, the dreams gradually tapered off. But this morning, just before waking up, he came. He was singing an old hymn. I don’t remember exactly which hymn. I know it was something like Praise God from whom all blessings flow… I remember saying out loud I didn’t know you knew any praise songs! Then my dad said something I’m sure was encouraging me about going to Africa. It began with him saying, remember the words of Martin Luther King Jr… Then I woke up. Tears were falling from my eyes. The same happy/sad feeling 33 years later. My dad never went to church. I didn’t get a chance to really know him because I was a kid when he died. I don’t know what he believed in. But when I woke up this morning, my tears were more happy than sad. I believe God let me see my dad in heaven, praising him. I know God fulfills my dreams. This is faith.
Hebrews 11:1 Now faith is the assurance of things hoped for, the conviction of things not seen.