Roadblocks En Route To Dreams
I too have dreams – had, I mean, at any rate;
Somehow lost midst dust and smoke from wars of late;
Paul said he knew whom it was whom he believed
Who would hold dreams which got lost or took their leave.Dreams He gave first grabbed my heart called forth my will,
Blocks He dropped then cross my path, some be there still;
“Over, under, round the end, or cut right through,
They're not moving – deal with them, it's up to you”.Dreams are ‘Plan-A’– give direction, draw us on;
Roadblocks, ‘Plan-B’ – train us up when move along;
Then, despairing, we give up some piece of us,
Which resolves plan B-ish blocks with all their fuss.“Why do that? A funny way to army run?”
Ask I of Him, “Is this s’posed to be for fun?”
Then I get to edge of ‘Plan-A’ finally –
Problem's nature comes to focus – now I see:If I'd not let go that inner part of me,
Plan-A's dreams would lie forever out of reach.
Plan-B's not distraction from our course in life –
Plan-B is the course of learning – gained through strife.When we get there other folks have long since left,
Viewing us as somewhat strange, of Christ bereft;
But release through victory over plan-B's trials,
Brings a peace to soul within – contented smiles.With it, patience (problems solved exact no sweat);
God’s “long work” done – (now so simple), soon He sets
Other people free in “short works” (clever seems –
Let's them deal with plan-B road-blocks towards their dreams).Why this convoluted way to Kingdom bring?
Why not set us free, no struggle, let us sing?
Multi-play that – fills the dream and cleans our life
“Long-work's” base for “short-work-ministry” to strife.Glad I am that dreams God gives, He holds on too –
Frees attention to our struggle in this zoo;
When dust settles and we wonder where it went,
Then he gives dreams back to us – they're heaven sent.navigation