Every dream starts small. It’s a seed that first sprouts in thoughts and conversations, quiet moments and glimpses of a vision, late-night prayers and early-morning hopes. It has to fight through the dirt and dark when believing is not yet seeing.
Then it finds its way to the daylight, throws itself toward the sky and audaciously dares to add more beauty than you ever saw coming. It becomes so strong and wild you can hardly imagine that it might not have been. All you can do is point and say with a bit of awe in your voice, “Look what God did.”
…Only God knows … what unseen wonder a single seed, one little dream, can hold.