Of Dreams and Seasonings


Yesterday, while browsing through Bass Pro Shop
with Dalton and his family, I had the most exciting thought. One day, one day,
Lord willing, I will make strong coffee over the fire. I’ll start the morning
by poking sleepy children and urging them to dress in their play clothes and
adventure to the trees or stream. I will spend time shaking out pebble
covered sleeping bags or quilts. I’ll make time to read some passages of God’s
Word by the fire, on the picnic table, or to some little ones nearby during a
time of rest. We will go for a walk, hand in hand, breathing in pure air and
being satisfied with the love and assurance of each other and God.

It was a quick thought and within a second I
woke from the dream and remembered that we were still in today
standing somewhere between the aisles of flashlights and canopies and
seasonings. I also recalled that he had not seen the impressive alligator so,
with the skills of a girl who often roamed this store with her parents, I
quickly led him to the mighty beast; all while treasuring these things, both
the present joys and the future hopes, within my little heart.




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