Already and the not yet – Wishes, Dreams, and Visions

Greetings Dear Reader,

I aspire to some grand things.  Apparently I am optimistic and believe in the impossible.  I start with the idea that everyone it worth knowing.  I proceed from the assumption that I can be friends with almost anyone. 

Some of my dreams have already been realized.  Others have died in my arms.  Some were murdered by others who I thought shared them.  Dreams turn our already into a better not yet if we build them.  Visions lead us to better places if we follow them in line with Christ.

In the journey back to God he wishes us to be what we are created to be.  God promises that if we are loyal to him in the already he will give us the desires of our heart in the not yet.  We have to live and move in Christ to find the things that make us who we are created to be. 

The Father has built into me things that are amazing and beautiful.  I must get out of the way and let him build those things in me.  I must pursue Christ and the dreams I have in him.  I must turn my already into a not yet that embraces Christ and my visions.

As I said in the first post on this subject it is part of my preparation for Advent.  I have Christmas dreams that are idealistic and buildable all at once.  I try to celebrate Christ every day. 

This Christmas Day – Trans-Siberian Orchestra

So tell me Christmas are we wise

To believe in things we never see

Are Prayers just wishes in disguise

And are these wishes being granted me

For now I see the answering

To every prayer I've prayed

She's coming home this Christmas Day

So tell me Christmas are we kind

More this day than any other day

Or is it only in our mind

And must it leave when you have gone away

It's different now, It's changed somehow

And now you're here to stay

She's coming home this Christmas Day

And all at once the world

It doesn't seem the same

In a single night

You know it all has changed

Everything is now how it should be

I have the ornament

I have the perfect tree

I have a string of lights

I have a chance to see

Everything that my heart thought could be

For of all the dreams

You were the first I knew

And every other one

Was a charade of you

You stayed close when I was far away

And in the darkest night

You always were the star

Who always took us in

No matter who we are

So she's coming home this Christmas Day

Merry Christmas, Merry Merry Christmas

Merry Christmas, Merry Merry Christmas

Wishing you joy in the journey,

Aramis Thorn

Mat 13:52 So Jesus said to them, "That is why every writer who has become a disciple of Christ’s rule of the universe is like a home owner. He liberally hands out new and old things from his great treasure store.”

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