Within ten minutes, the dream has vanished. The exciting conclusion I awaited has disappeared. I don't even remember what I was dreaming about. All I can recall is the feeling of wanting to sleep just seven more minutes to see how it ended. As much as I'd like to say I know how the dream ended, I am much happier to have put my feet on the floor and got up.
With a hot cup of coffee in hand and a camera around my neck, I made my way to the deck. I'm so glad I did. With the sun streaming through the bare branches, the birds singing, and a light breeze to spread the fresh air...I was in paradise. While the dream might have ended well, I probably would have forgotten before the coffee finished brewing BUT the view, sound, and fresh air I absorbed are forever a memory in my brain. Rather than focus on the dream, I'm choosing to enjoy reality.
The faithful love of the Lord never ends!
His mercies never cease.
Great is his faithfulness;
his mercies begin afresh each morning.