Your heart is racing now From a dream so vivid It's not the first time Or second Or even third It just keeps coming to you Again and again Like sinusoidal waves crashing into sand
The promise in this dream It doesn't force itself on you It's naturally unstoppable Like rain water hitting compost soil You've resisted long enough Let it come to you This one time Just let it crash
If you’re still breathing, you sure are still dreamin’
We all have wild, crazy dreams. On some nights, you will wake up in the middle the night, sweaty from a savage dream. And when you least expect it, you will be reminded of a promise God made to you, either through His word or through an encounter with someone or something.
At a car shop some days ago, I sat on the left side of a beautiful woman dressed nicely, as I waited to get some oil in my Honda. My three little musketeers were with me chatting away loudly, not caring much about the people at the shop, lost in their own world of pretend play, each one of them pretending to be a hero from the PJ Masks world.
She was telling me how charming my kiddos were. Then she told me a bit of a story. How she had three kids herself, only that they were now in their forties. She had six grandkids now, she said. I was taken aback really. I confessed to her that she looked nothing like her age.
I am unraveling the seventh piece of crumpled paper. I think I will use this one. It is getting dark and I am mentally exhausted from rewriting this letter over and over again. Whatever I wrote in this last one will have to do.
I am taking too long to read it. The tremor in my right hand is back, so I can’t stay still long enough to read the words.
I think I have forgotten how to read.
I envy the silence in my bedroom, oh, it is just deafening. Instead of quiet, the first sentence on the page is screaming out, begging to be free.
Wow! It’s 2018! Can you believe it? It’s a blessing to have made it to this year. Christmas was spent with sweet lingering smells of holiday cooking which included jollof rice, my family of five posing in front of our decorated Christmas tree for our annual Christmas photos, and visiting wonderful friends. Some days later, the new year swept us off our feet and with feelings of anticipation, we prayed, did a countdown, and finally screamed, “Happy New Year” while watching the famous ball drop in New York right from our TV set.
Once more, most of us have gone into a deep reflective mode to consider what we want our 2018 to look like. If you’ve said, “This year, I’m going to do X, Y, and Z,” then you are in the right place. You’re part of the gang.