What are you waiting for?
I dreamt last night that You found me. I saw You take my hand. I looked at Your hand in mine and I felt the overwhelming Love You have for me. Everyone there was full of Love. A lady put a blanket around me and tucked it in all around me and then smiled and walked away. I felt it's warmth. Everyone knew You, as they watched You sing and dance. Then You came and sat down beside me. I knew everyone around knew You were mine. It made me feel special and warm all over. You looked at me so sweetly and then You got up to perform. I was so proud of you. So proud to be called Yours. You kept looking at me every now and then so I wouldn't forget, and with each sweet glance, the fire of Love grew in my heart to swelling. I was in a different place. A place where everyone wanted to meet me. Where everyone seem to be filled with such love. And I wanted to meet them too. Could this have been Heaven? But no streets were paved with gold! Only familiarity. Only rustic Peace. But oh! The love! Men and women were singing and dancing and seemed to have an Irish tone to their voices. My favorite. People were coming in and out that I hadn't seen for a very long time. People that I had never met before but wanted to introduce themselves to me. Their eyes and their smiles were so comforting and sweet. There were no grudges, no fighting, no remembrance of days long past. Only the present. Only love and joy and singing and dancing. I did not want to wake up. But oh! My eyes popped open to the morning and I arose feeling different. Feeling refreshed. Feeling loved.
I want the world to know. I want everyone to know that feeling of Love. Oh God! That Love which You are. That feeling of dancing and singing in the Sweet security of Your touch. Thank you dear friends in my dream. Thank you, oh God, for once again showing me a taste of what's to come. You are and remain with me. Keep me focused on the reality of Your presence, even if but only in my dreams.