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why I keep on dreaming


My heart breaks for hurting people.  Thursday was one of those days where over and over my heart went out, my prayers were strong, and my desire for lives to be changed increased.

The day began with trying to understand and unwrap a situation from the previous night.  All I can say is I am grieved by the attacks of the enemy that distract good people.  The day continued as I interacted with a young man who described to me the lack of hope he has.  Later in the day I sat with a homeless couple that is planning to get married, yet we weren’t able to help them very much.  A couple hours later I was at the hospital talking with a homeless man who days earlier was ready to take his life, but today there is a glimpse of a smile on his face and a reason to live!

Emotions were all over the place, but my passion is intact, strong and even increasing.  This is why I keep on dreaming.  There are too many hurting people.  There are too many people who do not have the hope that God alone gives.  There are people who need someone to stop, care and share with them.

I believe that God has called me and those I to lead to help others step back, take a breath, and allow God to rebuild their lives.  That is why I keep on dreaming and asking God to fill our dreams with compassion that results in action to serve hurting people.

Moved with compassion, Jesus reached out and touched him. “I am willing,” he said. “Be healed!”

The LORD is like a father to his children, tender and compassionate to those who fear him.

For God wanted them to know that the riches and glory of Christ are for you Gentiles, too. And this is the secret: Christ lives in you. This gives you assurance of sharing his glory.

Love never gives up, never loses faith, is always hopeful, and endures through every circumstance.

I hurt with the hurt of my people. I mourn and am overcome with grief.

I will stop sharing there.  But I will not stop dreaming.  That is the dream God put in my heart to help people who are hurting, hungry and homeless in my community and beyond.  Join me as we seek to help people through The Community Fellowship and The Community Dream Center.  That is why I keep on dreaming.

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