During this time of enforced hibernation around the world, it can be tempting to lay down the dreams of a “better world” that many of us have, because we’re bombarded by articles that tell us everyone is going to get sick and die (I may be slightly over exaggerating) and that the world will never be the same again. We will probably never again hug, or see strangers smile, or shake hands in greeting (let alone greet with a “holy kiss” as the Bible speaks of).

But, despite all the confusion and the relentless proclamation of fear and doom, It is important, even vital, that we recall to our minds and have hope that God’s mercies are never truncated, and he never forgets about us or this entire globe that he created, along with the rest of the universe. I, for one, am determined to remain alive and aware, holding on to being a dreamer. Christians belong to a kingdom where impossible dreams become experienced reality; an expanse ruled by the Ultimate Dreamer. We can allow ourselves to be chastened, comforted, encouraged, astonished with the wonder and beauty that exists in the romantic, utopian landscape Jesus created by offering himself as the penalty for all sin and rebellion, and in doing so, made all things new. Scoff and declare me quixotic: If this is indeed an allegory, then I am privileged to play a part in the extended metaphor.

I spent years afraid of failure, afraid of humiliation, afraid of disappointment. In the meantime, I failed to pursue abilities and talents that were bestowed upon me, and found that to be a clinging, embarrassing fear and a bitter disappointment.

To live in self-protecting fear is to lose all that makes each of us a unique gift. I am determined to live with purpose, give of myself the best I know how, and encourage anyone who will listen to live that way as well.

There is still so much good we can do. There are so many people to love and lift . So much world to change. We exist at a unique point in space-time, and we aren’t here long. But we are significant; all of us. Simple actions, small words and gestures, little acts of humanity, are what we have to offer each other, in the time we have with each other.

“God does not command that we do great things, only small things with great love.” –Mother Teresa of Calcutta

Come, be a dreamer and a doer with me.

I’ll only stop to rake the leaves away
(And wait to watch the water clear, I may):
I sha’n’t be gone long.–You come too.
(Robert Frost, from “The Pasture”)