Dream Again

In August of 1963 Martin Luther King boldly proclaimed ‘I have a dream…’ – he stood up to speak for the hopes and aspirations of a generation, he called for freedom and his words continue to inspire today. But it all started with a dream.

I’ve been thinking about dreams lately. I believe God has placed within the human soul the desire to dream, to hope for things that are beyond our reach though not impossible. That we could dare to see into our future and imagine is a wonderful thing.

But there’s a hard reality, if you can’t see you can’t dream!

If you’re blind, you’re future doesn’t exist.

In the Gospel of Mark we meet a son of Israel who is blind. His only future is to beg along the road side hoping for a random act of kindness. In the dirt he can do nothing but lift his hands and hope for the little that he lives off. A good day for him is the offering of somebody else’s bread crumbs. A bad day is the promise of the same tomorrow. You can exist without a dream, but it’s not a life.

One day while sitting along Jericho’s road, on his knees and in the dust he hears a sound. The man from Nazareth is passing by, it’s not the first time a Nazarene would have passed but this time it’s different. This time it’s the one they call Yeshua. Prophets come and go, same declarations, same rhetoric but His words aren’t so empty. So he goes for broke and begins to shout. “Jesus, son of David”

They quickly move to shut him down, but he’s all in now and shouts louder.

As the story goes Jesus stops and restores his vision. Now, he has the ability to see; now he has the ability to dream again.

Do you have a dream? As a pastor I meet people who feel just like Bartimaeus, alive but not living, blind and without a dream.

If you study the name Timaeus or Timai in Aramaic, it means ‘highly prized’ – I know you know this but you are Timai. You are highly prized. You’re precious and valuable. You matter. And your dreams matter too!

You might need to ask Jesus like Bartimaeus did, help me see again. Restore my dreams so I can live.

And He can.

Keep chasing light!