Hello SweetSoul- good morning. Hi!

Tell me about your dreams. Father God does not plant the seed for it to fade away. It turns back up by burning through the layers and layers under which it has been buried. Impulses shower sparks keeping it alive. Sudden inspirations flare up in its behalf with extra fire for doing and being. Even when it gets buried deep and grass grows over it, when it is inspired by The Divine, it seeps out and bubbles up like a spring – reminding us of its existence.
Beloved, give the lost or missing parts back to your Holy Spirit. He lifts your eyes to Him shield off the distractions. He gives room for baby-steps to become giant leaps of faith.
Trust Him on this.
Trust His ways.

‘But You, Lord, are a shield around me, my glory, and the One who lifts up my head.’ (Psalms 3:3 HCSB)