"Have you ever gone to the edge with your dream?" He asked.
I knew what he was talking about. I didn't need to ask.
"Yes, I have," I replied. "I'm there right now."
Then we both stood looking out the window.
Jim and I are both dreamers. We live in this wonderful world of happy endings.
When we each come to the end of our lives, we see ourselves riding off into the
sunset waving goodbye, just like in the movies.
Silly, isn't it?
But dreamers create a balance in the world. We are the opposite of the "reality
people" who see life as all fact, no fantasy. They call themselves the "movers
and shakers" who get things done.
Dreamers though, think outside the lines. They choose to see the good in life,
even when bad is kicking them in the face.
"So, you are standing on the edge again?" I asked.
"Yes, I am. I've been there before and I hope I'll be there again," he said.
He continued, "There was a time in my life when I lived there. Right on the edge
of my dreams. I stayed there because I believed that any moment they would
blossom into reality. Many did. Dreams, the things I believed in, were so much a
part of me. I was my dream."
"And now?"
"Now my dreams taunt me like little children wanting to come out and play. I
tend to shut them out. But every once in awhile, I give in."
"Why this time?"
"Because I still believe. I still believe that those things can happen in my
life. I want them so badly..."
He stopped speaking.
"Jim, are you okay?"
He didn't reply.
I reached under his arm and held him up as we turned back toward his bed.
He was weak from the battle. He was dying inside, but the dream kept him going
in spite of it all.
Odds were against him. Life was slowly coming to an end for Jim. His sunshine
face, matched only by his bright outlook on life, was dimmed somewhat by the
prognosis.
But he had a lot of dreaming left to do. A great deal of things he wanted to see
happen. I believe it was keeping him alive.
You see, dreamers aren't weakened by reality. Dreamers are strengthened by the
fact that they see life the way it should be.
The way He sees it.
Jim was standing on the edge of his dream again and oddly enough so was I.
I'll admit to you that I haven't danced to the edge much recently and I regret
it.
Jim reminded me today that there's plenty of room on the edge of a dream and the
view of the world is awesome.
I don't want to see him ride off into the sunset, yet. I want to see him dance
on the edge of his dream. So, I'm dusting off my dancing shoes and taking a
chance on me today. I'll join him there.
Could you say a prayer for both of us?
If you're a dreamer you can come along. Bring your dreams with you.
There's plenty of room of the edge of a dream, I know God won't let us fall.
Cause what is a dreamer without a dream? Not very happy at all.
Bob Perks 2believe@comcast.net
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