Holding on to the Dream

Even though I am pushing 40, I still have this dream of what I want when I grow up.  With each passing day, my brain tells me to let the dream go.  It tells me to face this reality I am living in; accept where I am and what I got.  But my heart won't let go, no matter how hard I try I can't make it stop.  So, I keep holding on. . . Because I'm thinking if God keeps it in my heart, then maybe just maybe it's in my future, too.

Restless Sundays

Sunday's are one of those days, when my restless spirit tends to overwhelm me.  Sundays are supposed to be the day of rest, but I find it extremely hard to go 90 to nothing all week and then suddenly spend a day with no agenda or goal.  I find on Sunday's, more than ever, I want to conquer the world.  I want to make a difference.   I want to make a impression with this life I lead.  So am I really restless, or just convicted!?!