I had been caught in a thick early morning dream that told me I had suddenly returned to England. It was one of those deep dreams that was hard to wake up out of. But as I rolled over to see the snowy hazed daylight shining in my window, I knew I was definitely in a Canadian winter. I breathed a happy sigh because waking up when it was daylight meant it was a day off.
I tiptoed down to the Keurig and made my French Roast with a shot of hazelnut cream – just the way I like it. I cut a couple pieces of paper to paste on my ‘saving jars’ and tip toed back up stairs, plot and pleasure in hand.
The tradition of crawling back into bed with morning coffee to read my Bible started when I was living in England. I’d fall asleep with my hot water bottle, but by the time the morning knocked on my door, I didn’t want to crawl out from under the covers. I like cozy. So in England, I would make my coffee and breakfast and return to the refuge of warmth.
The tradition has continued for me, even on workdays, back home in Alberta. But I digress from comfy bed traditions to this Friday’s post about taking action towards a dream.
See these kids? These are my kids. The girl, Ami, lives in Burkina Faso (western Africa) and she has been my sponsor child for seven years now through Compassion Canada. I got her when she was 8 years old and I was in College. For a few months, a girls group that I led sponsored her. When our group disbanded after College was done, Ami became mine.
The other day I sat down to write her a letter online and then send her a Christmas card, and again I had that aching desire to meet her. She lives with her parents and five siblings in a small western Africa village. I know that because of my monthly support, she has been able to get an education rather than just work to support her family. I know that Ami learns about Jesus and has a community of friends. For me, education is SO important because it helps to end the cycle of poverty, provides a platform on which she can dream from, and as a girl, reduces the chances of her falling into prostitution by a drastic percentage. Ami, is my girl.
Then there is Leon who was just born in April and I started supporting through Home of Hope. He and his Mom, Margaret, live in Kenya, in the slums of Nairobi. She had Leon out of prostitution and because of the work of Home of Hope near the dump, she’s been able to keep her baby and find new life herself. Leon will some day get an education and learn about Jesus, and have his mother in his life. I couldn’t be happier to know that a simple $40 a month created that hope.
My dream is to go to Africa, and it has been for a while. I have been taking other trips to other places for years, but today, I made a step. I started my Africa fund. To go to Rwanda, Kenya, and Burkina Faso will cost over $5000, but I’ve started to make steps.
I should add to last week’s bucketlist: Meet my sponsor kids.
What small step can you take towards a dream today?
It’s a pyjama and dreaming day for me… Until next time – Keep dreaming.