It's sunny outside, and still I feel clouds. It's warm and clear (even after morning fog); and still rain pours down within. So I look past the pleasant atmosphere outside, moving deep into a God-given imagination that reminds me to dream, dream past the nine-to-five I'm at. They walk somewhere on a new world, two explorers with great hopes of new horizons that break past every limitation of the everyday. They dream as they walk, seeing each new discovery with fresh eyes as remarkable and wonderful, adventurous! They walk a new terrain through some old neighborhood that becomes the wild adventures of space in their imaginations. They walk, I walk, and we all see the extraordinary in the ordinary world around us, as fictional characters and I engage a real willingness to see the remarkable again; as we all look through worlds of God-given imaginations that see it all larger than just life. Sidenote: If any of the writing on this blog has made a go...