Sunday Scribblings - Big Dreams

Come, let’s sail away, just you and I, floating on a dream, I have you tucked away inside me, and you are sleeping. You are tired from all this work of growing, and changing, and becoming. It is time to rest, and to dream about the big world that is waiting for us.

It is a world of light. We see the blue skies and the drifting clouds and the storms as they roll in. We smell the rain, and watch as the stars fill the sky. We look for the moon; now it is merely a sliver but it grows round and fat as the days pass us by. We will go driving and stop wherever we can find something beautiful. We will dip our toes into the bluest oceans, and strain our necks looking up at the tops of the tallest trees we can find,

I will cook, and we will eat together. Raspberry pancakes on a Sunday morning, mini pizzas on a Friday night, spiced biscuits at Christmas, special birthday cakes for you to celebrate the day that all of this started.

We will talk together, you and I. At first, we will share in the small conversations that only make sense to us, as your mouth learns to wrap itself around sounds and noises. Then the sounds will become words, and ideas, and stories, and songs, and jokes that no one else understands. Your mind will stretch around language, and learning, and discovering new things. I will tell you what I know about God and his world, and you will tell me what you know too.

We will discover the things that bring gladness to your heart, and try to fill your life with them, and with all of the simple things that you will need. You will have a warm bed, songs to sing, your father’s arms to wrap you tight, and all the love that I can give.

For now, all this is but a dream for you and me. But one day soon, we will be together in this big, big world. And it will be more beautiful than any dream.