Somewhere over the rainbow bluebirds fly
and the dreams that you dream of…
dreams really do come true.

I dont know what my dreams are anymore, I’ve lost sight of the rainbow and I really gave up on ever being able to tell birds apart.
But little things here and there catch my attention and I feel like maybe all is not lost. There’s still a rainbow around the corner and dreams really could come true.

God isn’t finished yet. Amen?