Poem: Friends Who Dream

Dreaming with friends

The shouts of revelation

The laughter of wild ideas

The hope of what could be.

"What ifs?" are answered

Imagination grows wings

And something takes shape

And is released and gives joy.

This is the happy place I find myself

Where anything seems possible

A little wine opens new lands

And what was deep

in only one person’s mind

Comes to surface amidst cheers.

And goes farther than any

one friend thought possible.

We are not meant to dream alone.

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Never Alone

"How did you meet Jesus?” the radio host asked me on his live morning show. I wasn’t expecting the question, but I had a ready answer that I have never said before.

“It’s more like Jesus met me,” I said, “when I was little and special.”

He had always been right there. There on the beach. There in my garden. There in my school room. There in the snow fort. There in the sweet joys of childhood and nature. I may not have realized it then, but now, thinking back, I can see.

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You Are Much More Than a "Friend"

I'm lucky to have many creative friends. My brain wants to plan things for them and help them grow and reach people with their delightful gifts. Most of these friends don’t even realize the power and beauty of what they carry. I want to celebrate them and tell them "you not only do and create, but you ARE!"

You ARE poetry.

You ARE a song.

You ARE your book.

You ARE an event.

You ARE a word.

You ARE love.

You ARE hope.

You ARE beauty.

You ARE story.

You ARE music.

You ARE strength.

My friends, you give all of these to me in the relationship of friendship and I am so grateful.