Christmas has come and gone. through it all, i pray that i listened for the silent holiness that this season celebrates. and that the remembrance of the birth of the Christ was not lost on me.

we all have our dreams. our hopes and passion for the future. we all have our ideal that we pursue, even if at times we dont admit it; even to ourselves.

i race through this life too quickly. and i dont take the time to stand in awe and wonder.

even if its just for this moment, tonight… i pray that once again i’m awed by the presence of One who counted me worthy to die for. One who knows my name. One who has seen every tear, heard every silent cry, and seen each dream fade.

One who still has a plan for my life. a hope. a future.

One who still dreams, for me.

(yay snow!)

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