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Here’s your permission to start dreaming new dreams

What are you waiting for? Permission to chase a dream? To get all your ducks in a row before you do what you’ve always wanted to do?

Today, I give you permission to start living your dream. To do what you’ve always wanted to do. To start something new. To write a book – that’s what I did. To be happy. Now is the time to take a step towards making it happen.

You see time moves on. That’s what cancer taught me.

No matter what your struggle is, time moves on. We are one step closer to dying. Might sound depressing but it’s not. It’s the kick in the pants that can get you going.

But be careful: life is not about you, as the best-selling hardback book in history says in chapter one. It’s not about making money, climbing the career ladder, fashion, or looks.

Whenever I worry or get caught up in the things of this world, I ask myself: Would you care about this if you were sitting in a chair getting chemotherapy, feeling sick, or This isdying? Pain cuts through and clarifies.

So throw off all that hinders you so you can focus on what really matters: God stuff. People stuff.

When you look back on your life, like I did, you don’t want regrets. You want to say you fulfilled God’s purpose for your life.

So get started today. Dream. Go. Do it. You have my permission.

 

Did I really see Jesus at the grocery?

The groceries were piling up on the belt at the checkout line. The woman in front of me only had half her groceries sacked while she, the cashier, myself and the person behind me waited in line in the midst of a grocery traffic jam.

What was the holdup?

Normally in a situation like this, I get impatient, wondering why they can’t get enough employees to sack groceries fast enough or open up enough lanes so I don’t have to sit and wait all day. But I looked closer and realized the guy bagging the groceries was learning disabled.

Everyone was being patient while the guy slowly put the groceries in the bags. (Though I wondered why the cashier didn’t help him while she stood there and watched him work!) The guy was probably 18 or 20 years old and kept his head down the whole time.

Everyone was patient and polite, maybe because it was only morning and not a busy time. When he finished, the person in front of me smiled and rolled her cart out. Usually, I would just wait in a situation like this and when my bags were ready, just take them and go.

But then I thought of something different.

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