Each night that I dream a beautiful dream, I can't help but let it influence my day. I think about those events, almost wishing them to be true, and think on my need for perfection, spiritually, in order to accomplish the beauty that my mind creates while I sleep. One day, I know that will be. Perhaps it is only then, when all is made new, when we live physically in the new creation which will be for those who believe on the Lord now.
I am a pilgrim. Yes. I know. I know there will be valleys of shadows of death, and beautiful, dreamy, sunny places, but I also know there is a coming kingdom! I know there is an existence awaiting that is full of the praises of God! That is the existence that allows me to be the princess twirling barefoot in a field that every little girl dreams of. Because I am Jesus' little princess, cliche as that is.