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| Always Have a Dream |
| (by Amanda Bradley) |
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| Forget about the days when it's been cloudy, |
| but don't forget your hours in the sun. |
| Forget about the times you've been defeated, |
| but don't forget the victories you've won. |
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| Forget about mistakes that you can't change now, |
| but don't forget the lessons that you learned. |
| Forget about misfortunes you've encountered, |
| but don't forget the times your luck has turned. |
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| Forget about the days when you're been lonely, |
| but don't forget the friendly smiles you've seen. |
| Forget about the plans that didn't seem to work out right, |
| but don't forget to always have a dream. |
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| Give Me a New Dream |
| (by Catherine Marshall) |
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| Father, |
| Once I had such big dreams, |
| so much anticipation of the future. |
| Now no shimmering horizon beckons me; |
| my days are lack-luster. |
| I see so little of lasting value in the daily round. |
| Where is Your plan for my life? |
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| You have told us that without vision, we perish. |
| So, Father in Heaven, knowing that I can ask in confidence |
| for what is Your expressed will to give me, |
| I ask you to deposit in my mind and heart that particular dream, |
| the special vision You have for my life. |
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| And along with the dream, |
| will You give me whatever graces, patience, and stamina |
| takes to see the dream through to fruition? |
| I sense this may involve adventures I have not bargained for, |
| but I want to trust You enough |
| to follow even if You lead along new paths. |
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| I admit to liking some of my ruts, |
| but I know that habit patterns, |
| that seem like cozy nests from the inside, |
| from Your vantage point may be prison cells. |
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| Lord, if you want to break down any prisons of mine |
| before I can see the stars and catch the vision, |
| then, Lord, begin the process now. |
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| In joyous expectation. |
| Amen. |
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