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I HAD A DREAM

In the dream, I was on a college campus and there was a fashion show and about 10 beautiful young ladies were competing for the grand prize and I was in the audience. The prize was to be awarded to the person who dressed the best during the school year and included the day of the show.

And all the contestants were very excited and could hardly dissipate their joy as they modeled and displayed grace and elegance... each of them was excited about the fact that this event could open a new chapter in their lives.... So they stood on the stage (if I can call it that because, the scenery was like an open field) and the host announced the winner…….and everyone was distraught and chocked by the result because the recipient of the award has not been the best dressed and even the outfit that she wore to the show did not even match and did not demonstrate any taste of fashion. There was a murmur in the crowd as a sign of protest to the result. The young lady who was nominated came forward and received her prize and the host called on her husband as well to join her on the stage…the husband came forth along with their daughter, whom she kissed and she was not too happy about her husband sharing that moment with her.

The show was not over yet but everyone was so sad, included the host of the show that for a few minutes nothing went on and the spirit of desolation was so strong in the place, it was almost tangible. As I am sitting in the crowd, I could even touch their pain, hear their sorrow and it was so evident on the contestants' facial expression that their smile was now a frown, they look so defeated as if life just lied to them.... as if it was the END of everything....

So I picked up the microphone which was on the ground and I started to talk to them, reminding them about what really mattered and painted the picture of who they were and all the treasures that each of them carried in the inside of them... individually…. and I ended the speech by saying: “the show must go on…. you will experience defeat, you will encounter heartache and pain in this life journey, you will experience deception and rejection and sometimes life might seem unfair…. but the response that you give to it all is very important because it can be a building or a breaking factor…. and I encouraged them to stay true to themselves, to never loose the essence of who they were…. and that, each of them had hidden gifts, talents that needed to be stirred up and that they could still make it in spite of any apparent "misfortune"...

The words were like a fresh rain drop that sprinkled their mind and the flower of hope started to blossom and all of a sudden they started cheering and clapping, not for me but for themselves and saw all the possibilities ahead and started to live again, dream again and they knew that they were all winners….


(Since that dream, I know that I have a mission to build up not to tear down, to love not to condemn and most of all the mission to share the Love of Jesus Christ and his plan of redemption for us all...)