On Waiting for the Birth of a Dream

by | May 22, 2015 | Encouragement, Sabbath


There is a place of deepest pain that yields a most intimate spot in the soil of creation. A dark and loamy bed for a seed to rest easy; so miniscule the human eye must labor to see it.

But suddenly, there it is, growth under the surface of your fear and trepidation, watered by your tears He has faithfully collected in a bottle.

A dream is germinating.

Hope is preordained like a time capsule waiting to be opened; His fingernails filled with the dirt of your genetic predisposition, the only evidence.

Dreams are pushing through your doubts and questions, shedding the skin of spiritual youth in exchange for the cloak of wisdom. Obsessed with bravery over matters of prudence, your calling isn’t a naysayer but faithful and determined.

The tree of your life will bear branches for others to rest upon.

Despite what you wrongly assume is silence from the heavenlies, a seedling hatches from Abraham’s genetic microcosm into the ordinary suds of your kitchen sink.



A quaking of goodness is unleashing.

Hold fast.

Sabbath is coming.


And welcome Monday as one tiny sprout toward your destiny.

He ordains your seasons and nothing is wasted, not even the compost heap of your failed endeavors.

Happy Sabbath from me to you.

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  1. Nancy Ruegg

    Poetic beauty; inspired wisdom. Thank you, Shelly, for watering my hopes and dreams with your precious words!

  2. Elizabeth W. Marshall

    Shelly, oh you know this sings to me. And the poetry in every line. Swoon, sigh ♡

  3. Jody Ohlsen Collins

    “He ordains your seasons and nothing is wasted, not even the compost heap of your failed endeavors.” The redolent scent of encouragement leaks through your words, friend.

  4. Caryn Jenkins Christensen

    Just found this in my inbox. Your words are so eloquent Shelly. So descriptive and poetic. I just love them ~ and you!

    • Shelly Miller

      Thank you for the lovely compliment Caryn. You bless me, hope you now that. Love you too!!

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