Thursday, January 06, 2011

Jesus Whack-a-mole

I had a dream about the Rapture again last night.

The world seemed to be in disarray suddenly. I'm not sure if it was wind, lightning, noise, etc. but I know that we all knew something big was about to happen. I instinctively knew that it was the coming of Christ. I began singing praises immediately, lifting my hands and face to the heavens. Before long I was being pulled toward the clouds by what must have been God's own hands. I looked around and saw millions of others sailing upwards with me. I looked down and saw many familiar faces left on the ground, pain in their eyes; but I was not sad. There would be no sadness in paradise.

My question to myself is this: did I make it to heaven or did I reach the bottom of the clouds and as I poked my head through did Jesus play a game of whack-a-mole and send me back to the pits of earth to suffer before being given another chance?

Creating a future

" To live a creative life, we must lose our fear of being wrong."


--Joseph Chilton Pearce
 
I spent many hours in 2010 planning my creative future. I finally have a direction for myself, and have begun the first stages. Although it will take lots of time, work, money, and self confidence, I know I can do it. My driving force is knowing that someday I will be happy everyday. Maybe not all day everyday, but at least some, everyday. Going in to work surrounded by what I love and enjoy will be amazing.