What dream is this
to which my soul awakes?
What lunacy invades my imagination?
I dare to jump the moon
as much as follow this absurdity.
Yet it envelops me
like an heirloom quilt
undeniable in its familiarity
strangely connected and yet unknown.
Impossible dreams
are a gift from God
stretching us beyond ourselves
into God’s reality.
Forced to abandon our wisdom
and humbly called to boldness
our faith is tested
by our (un)willingness to dare.
Lord I believe. Help my unbelief.

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