Author’s Note: Not Such a Bad Day

by Molly Jo Realy @MollyJoRealy

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I’m a big fan of crime and cop dramas on television; which tend to influence my subconscious at times.

One night, in 2006 or so, I had a dream that I was with a particular “cast”; they weren’t actors playing characters: it was a real-life world that I found myself in. I think it’s funny how, in dreams, you instinctively “know” and “remember” things that aren’t true.

In this particular dream, I was friends with the Team. The “him” that is referenced, is the Team Leader (I’d rather not mention the show it was based on; because that’s insignificant; and not what the attention should be paid to). It was a very short dream, but I couldn’t shake the feeling of belonging that it left me with. The more I dwelt on it throughout the day, the more it revealed that God can use anything, even a TV-based dream, to reach us.

Suddenly my dream changed from that of being in a cop drama situation, to being representative of how God cares for us, and notices things about us even when we are negligent. Of how He lightens our load, but only when we let Him.

The moral of this story/dream is how great God is, and, once we recognize it, how He shines through us as we introduce Him to others.

It’s a dream I still recall vividly, and pray I never forget.

Author’s Notes: Home

by Molly Jo Realy @MollyJoRealy

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This prose was inspired by a house in my neighborhood. It was the old house of a high school friend, and over the decades I’ve watched it go from being well cared for by his parents and family, to being taken over by strangers, to being abandoned and ultimately, completely rundown: a hazard and an eyesore to the community.

In the past few months, the property was sold, and as I drove by every few days, I took mental notes of the activity going on: The siding came off. The windows were knocked out. Everything was removed and demolished except for the frame and the worn roof. I held my breath in anticipation of soon driving by to see nothing but broken beams and collapsed shingles.

And then something beautiful began to happen. That old frame was utilized. That old roof was kept. And improvements were being made.

Now, as I drive by, the foundation has expanded. The lot has been leveled, cleared of rubble and debris. When it is finished, it is going to be a magnificent home; better than the original.

And I couldn’t stop thinking, that’s just like Life. And how God created the earth. The earth, human life, and even one person’s home all start the same: Find a good location. Lay a foundation. Build. Correct. Share. Repair. Enjoy. Invite. Celebrate. Mourn. Stay.

Enjoy your horizons… but don’t forget your roots.