Better Than {Your} Dreams

This book, Better Than My Dreams by Paula Rinehart, stirred our souls in so many ways, so we thought today you might enjoy reading a little excerpt from it. 

A Different Kind of Wonderful: Something Better Than The Life You Dreamed Of

Our rest is as far as the fire-drake swings And our peace is put in impossible things. - G. K. CHESTERTON

This I recall to my mind, therefore have I hope. It is of the LORD's mercies that we are not consumed, because his compassions fail not. They are new every morning: great is thy faithfulness. -LAMENTATIONS 3:21-23 KJV

In recent years I have begun to notice unexpected moments where I feel a delicious stirring of hope. It's a wild and unusual feeling, as it often occurs in situations that, humanly speaking, look pretty bleak.

Let me explain a little more. As a counselor, I listen to women share their stories all day long. I hear about the real stuff of their lives, which is not unlike my own. And as I listen to stories of, say, a father's death or a mother's drinking problem or a spouse's neglect, I am discovering that no matter what the specific circumstances may be, truly, we are all telling the same story-of loves and hopes, of our failures and our fears.

Our stories are like patchwork quilts we stitch together during seasons of joy or duress into a kind of security blanket we carry through life.

As I listen to a woman talk about her quilt or as I consider my own, two words often come to mind. But God.

If, in trying to face our lives head-on, all we had in our hands were a few psychological tools and a smattering of the best human self-help, just how lost would we stay? How condemned would we be to an endless repeating of the same-old, same-old, stuck forever in a morass of (mostly) our own making?

But God.

Perhaps this is why such a wild hope is stirred in me. For what I hear now, in other women's stories, is the first rumblings of something I've stumbled upon myself.

The struggle is a door, and inside God waits. If you are willing to walk through the portal, you find what you could not experience deeply any other way. The gospel comes to life there. The power to forgive yourself and everybody else ... a crack at discovering the way God actually redeems what seems irredeemable ... the hope of seeing him create a new ending out of a bad beginning-it's all waiting to be fleshed out.

There is really Someone there, in whose company lies the love you have longed for since you took your first breath.