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I pulled onto the country road and turned left towards the main drag. If you turn right, you head towards the farm where the awesome pumpkin patch is in the fall. I remember before we moved up here three years ago that the pumpkin patch seemed so far away. I realize now that it's right down the street. It really wasn't ever that far. It just seemed that way.

Have your dreams ever felt that way; so far away off in the distant untouchable? Mine have. Sometimes I feel like it takes forever to reach the things I dream about. And then, one day, those dreams become reality and it doesn't seem like it took that long.

When Scott and I were first married he asked me to stop praying for patience. I wanted so many things for us. A house. A child. It wasn't time yet but I wanted those things with a vengeance and I wanted them now. And then, in what seemed like one single breath, all those things became reality. I sure would have saved myself a lot of grief had I only realized that my dreams will come to fruition, I just need to breath.

There is much to be learned on the way to the fulfillment of our dreams. So much beauty to be had on that road. Breath and life and even death reside there. Oftentimes, we miss what we need most because we are so desperate to get to that dream. Our everything is focused on the dream becoming reality that we miss the beauty unfolding right before our eyes.

I drove the country road that seemed so far away to me at one time and saw God. I saw how He places desires in my heart and doesn't abandon them. He will guide me along the road with all the potholes and curves until that dream is awakened. Sometimes He even fulfills a dream I never knew I had along the way. If I am so narrow-minded on the dream that never was, I miss the dreams that could be.

Dream those dreams and dream big. Push through the frustrations that come when the dream doesn't come to life soon enough. But don't forget to stop and gaze at the wildflowers along the road. There's beauty in the pause; the unfulfilled.

Love & Blessings,
Meg

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