Monday, February 08, 2010

Holding on to dreams

Someone prayed that my mustard-seed faith will grow into a tree. A most appropriate message, considering that I am at a crossroads, sure of my destination but uncertain of its path. But for once, I believe that God is crafting and molding my destiny and dreams. Without dreams, the world will lie in darkness half-asleep and half-awake, engaged in dead-end jobs and meaningless activities. They are not stuck, but they choose to think they are - it's a good excuse for not moving, being "stuck".

But in any case, I hope that more light will shine on the path I am to embark, sooner rather than later...me of little faith. I've been told often enough that I'm young and idealistic. Just another way of saying that I'm still holding on to my dreams while others have let theirs die a cold death buried underneath a stack of paychecks.

Written at 10:07 PM