Past Hopes

I have a lot of dreams. Lots. They're big and grand, and usually crazy. One of my dreams is to move to Ireland for a little while and learn some music there, and then come back to the states and record a CD called "The heart of the matter". I would want to go alone, live in a cottage close to a big field, and spend as much time as I can with Jesus. Weird, I know.

I see myself with a suitcase, my guitar, and my camera. I want so badly to go search out these places. Be in the midst of different cultures, learning everything I can from them! I want to learn piano, own a big room with wood floors where I can put a grand piano and a love seat - and just play music in there. I think piano is beautiful, and I regret not taking lessons as a child.

I want to own a restaurant - small and local - where I can minister to the people who come in. I would want to know all of the customers, and call them by name. Make them all feel loved. This dream isn't quite one that I'm striving for right now. I can't see how it fits into what I want to do in ministry...which is a bummer.