Undiluted

I want to follow Christ with an undiluted faith.

I fear I fail miserably at this ambition. There is always something wooing me away from my Creator and jealous lover...dreams. Dreams of the desired life, dreams of love, dreams of success, dreams of what is not meant to be. But I let these dreams crowd my heart and seep into my everyday faith...diluting it just a wee bit. But this is where the beauty of grace overwhlems.

When my selfish dreams shatter, when they hit the ground of reality with such force that there are peices I will never see again, somehow I am still found worthy, still recieved with unbearable joy and pursued with such passion and violence. This is something far too wonderful for me to understand fully. Something so beautiful it leaves me speechless.

It is in thse times my King reminds me of the dreams he's written for me, dreams I fear to believe for the greatness and sheer beauty of them. Dreams that haunt me in a way that I cannot even explain. Dreams I do not share with others but hold in my heart, trying to believe.

I want an undiluted faith...I want to believe Jeremiah 29:11 in a way I have not before.