Let your dreams fly free.

When I was a younger man, or boy, I lived very much on inspiration and emotion. You could say one of the reasons why I came to church in my early days was this. I loved the inspirational pep talks of Pastor Kong, and on the emotional high of sermons on chasing your dreams!

It really seemed so simple back then, as though once you get inspired, excited. Well, dreams will come true.

But I realized with the fulfillment of any dream, comes the price of sacrifice. The sacrifice of time, of effort, even the sacrifice of your old character. Such that n new a better one would emerge.

I remembered the night just as if it was yesterday, when I stood at the living room of bullion park, looking out towards the pool. The voice of pastor ringing in my mind, and I couldnt sleep. God showed me a vision then, I saw before a congregation maybe 200, 300, 1000 strong.
I dont really remember falling asleep that night, and it felt so real, so strong that call of God.

But yet in the months following it, I fell in love with a girl, and exchanged my relationship. For 3 years, I lived my life worshipping another. Not so much the person, but rather the feeling of infatuation

I often wonder where would I be today, if I had made a different choice. Now in 2009, that was a decision I made 8 years ago. A vision I saw 96 months back.

Thinking of the past, brings to remembrance many things, many people. Even many versions of myself. I remembered a time when my blog entries was all about girls, or maybe a single girl, the current one I had a crush on. I remembered how I would talk about how cute/pretty/hot/ blah this girl and that was, and that was pretty much what filled my mind.

Looking back, I must have seemed so shallow. So.. simplistic. So hollow. Surely Life, has a greater meaning and purpose.And indeed it does.

In just a few months time, the course of my life would meet yet another landmark. And like so many times before, it's gonna take a whole new level of faith, and its gonna bring me to a whole new realization of the person I can be. A step into the dream I had many years before.

To let my dreams fly free, it does not depend so much on inspiration. But more on revelation and obedience. I've discovered not to live on the emotion, but to exercise persistence.

Hold fast to dreams
For if dreams die
Life is a broken-winged bird
That cannot fly.
Hold fast to dreams
For when dreams go
Life is a barren field
Frozen with snow.