I am grateful for knowing
despite how long it took..
that discovering many of life’s answers
depends on where I look.
It turns out it is not nearly as difficult as it seems….
Looking outside myself
I find all the wonders of the world
Looking inside myself
I find my wishes…hopes and dreams.
Although fate may take our life
down different paths than we have planned
and some of the wishes me made in childhood r
emain unsung…
as long as we are living and breathing
there is still time
to fulfill some of he dreams we had when we were young.
I have always been a dreamer…
It is something I can’t control…
My mom use to say dreams are the way
God whispers to your soul.
By the amount of dreams I’ve dreamed…
all the dreams into this world I've brought…
If my mom was correct…God has whispered to me…a lot!
And I’ve been lucky because many of my dreams have come true…
God has whispered in my ear a lot it seems
and I have also been blessed…to be a part of other’s people’s dreams.
After having many of my dreams fulfilled…was it my mother…
Or God who whispered in my ear, “It’s time to dream for others.”
Now I dream of a world where wars and killing don’t exist…
where everyone is loved…no one is hated…
Yes, I dream of a different world than the one we have created.
And I dream that before the next person is abused or killed…
before the next bullet flies or the next bomb falls…
God will find a way to make dreamers of us all…
That he…or she…will take the time…will make it their ultimate goal….
to take my dream…and whisper it….into everybody’s soul.
Whispering this message….
if we are unhappy with the way our world’s unfurled…
perhaps it’s time, as dreamers…to dream a different world.
For when it comes to who I want to walk through life with…
I think my mom and God would both agree….
I prefer to walk with dreamers and have dreamers walk with me.
I’m grateful while living in a country so riddled with guns
where random people and school children are killed every day…
Where we send thoughts and prayers then try quickly to forget…
That I am still alive…and haven’t been gunned down…yet.
I pray every morning I’ll be blessed
I’m not yet…but I’m trying….
to understand when we ban books in schools
before we ban guns
Why we’re more afraid of our children learning
Than we are of our children dying.
It’s been 26 years since that tragic day in Colorado…April 20, 1999
when 10 students and one teacher were killed in Columbine.
I remember most of us in the country with tears flowing at the time
assumed that things would change…that they’d be different…after Columbine.
But nothing was done…despite how the the fabric of our country shook…
and 12 years later, December 14, 2012
20 more children and 6 more adults were killed at a school in Sandy Hook.
Surely something will be done now we thought!
No government no country will sit back and watch their children die!
But again nothing was done and on February 14, 2018
17 more people were killed in Parkland, Florida at Marjory Stoneman Douglas High.
Still nothing was done to tackle this problem…to address why parents are afraid…
and 7 years later on August 27, 2020 n Minneapolis, Minnesota
2 more children killed and 18 injured…at a church while these children prayed.
We should have learned the lesson that the1999 mass shooting taught…
but it’s clear by offering only thoughts and prayers…we certainly did not…
Because today mass murders of our children and others persist…
and the Church of the Annunciation in Minnesota…is now added to the list.
Our government must be heartless to do nothing…as parents tearfully ask them why…
Why have you done nothing for 26 years except watch our children die?
Until our politicians open their hearts, their minds and have the courage to act
there will continue be more mass shootings like the one that began in Columbine.
And when grieving parents plead for help…
they will be met at the door with thoughts and prayers…then told to stand in line.
They will be lead to the back of a long, continuous, cross-country, never-ending line…
stretching all the back…26 years…to April 20, 1999.
May we be blessed to give our children three things
as we help them to discover and develop their wings:
The confidence to always know their worth
The strength to chase their dreams…no matter how far
and the ability to understand…
how deeply loved they are.
