Photographers, artists, poets: show us DREAMS.

What a beautiful picture – thanksgiving pouring out the windows, and laughter spilling through the doorways. God is restoring our health and healing our wounds.  Sign me up – I’m in!

“‘I’ll turn things around for Jacob.
I’ll compassionately come in and rebuild homes.
The town will be rebuilt on its old foundations;
the mansions will be splendid again.

Thanksgivings will pour out of the windows;
    laughter will spill through the doors.
Things will get better and better.
    Depression days are over.

They’ll thrive, they’ll flourish.
The days of contempt will be over.
They’ll look forward to having children again,
to being a community in which I take pride.

I’ll punish anyone who hurts them,
and their prince will come from their own ranks.
One of their own people shall be their leader.
Their ruler will come from their own ranks.
I’ll grant him free and easy access to me.
Would anyone dare to do that on his own,
to enter my presence uninvited?’ God’s Decree.

“‘And that’s it: You’ll be my very own people,
    I’ll be your very own God.’”

(Jeremiah 30:18-22 MSG)