If one dream should fall and break into a thousand pieces, never be afraid to pick one of those pieces up and begin again. -Flavia Weedn

Dreams don’t die…they just change shape. I was speaking with one of my dearest friends yesterday and we talked about getting there and not being where we thought we would be. I told her that no matter what wrong path we might end up taking in life, God will re-route us. It may take us a little longer to get to the destination He had planned but He will get us there. Thankfully for many, including myself, He never gets tired of having to pick us up off the side of the road..in fact, it’s a service that is included in His membership plan (like AAA!). Sometimes we make a choice that leads us down the right road and, often unsure of ourselves, we are constantly checking the rearview for flashing lights or something saying we should stop, but He doesn’t send them because we are headed in the right direction. My point is that we don’t necessarily know the big plan…what’s at the end of the road…except that there is a path. And like any good driver, you need to know when it’s time to pull over…give it a rest, take a break…but you eventually have to get off the shoulder and move forward again. Your dream might have been heading north but sometimes you go north-west or completely the opposite direction cause you got hungry, bored, tired, or adventurous and you gain a different perspective by going in a different direction, wrong or right. The destination doesn’t change, the road does. Planning the trip is easy and flawless. Doing the trip can be a very different story. Taking a different route doesn’t destroy your dreams; on the contrary, new life gets breathed into them and they take on a different look, feel and dimension.