"I Dreamed a Dream"
I dreamed a dream in time gone by
When hope was high
And life worth living
I dreamed that love would never die
I dreamed that God would be forgiving
Then I was young and unafraid
Then dreams were made and used and wasted
There was no ransom to be paid
No song unsung, no wine untasted
But the tigers come at night,
With their voices soft as thunder,
As they tear your hope apart,
And they turn your dream to shame.
I had a dream my life would be
So different from this hell I'm living
So different now from what it seemed
Now life has killed the dream I dreamed
Excerpts of the song from the musical "Les Miserables".
Set in 1800s France, Fantine was a factory worker with a secret illegitimate child. When the other women discovered this, they demanded her dismissal. Meanwhile, the foreman, whose advances she rejected, threw her out. Desperate for money to pay for medicines for her daughter, Fantine sold her locket, her hair, and then herself and became a whore. Utterly degraded by her new trade, she got into a fight with a prospective customer and faced the possibility of being thrown into prison. She ended up in hospital where she died. Fantine had a dream, its death preceded her physical death.
When dreams dies, it is still in being able to give that keeps our heart tender toward God and those who need a touch from Him. Although we may feel unloved, it is in loving another person that we see the face of God. Despite trials, separation, weariness, pain and sorrow, nothing, absolutely NOTHING can separate us from the love of the Father! When we have come to the end of road, perhaps facing God in our deadenness is our only ticket back to life.
For I am persuaded that neither death nor life, nor angels nor principalities nor powers, nor things present nor things to come, nor height nor depth, nor any created thing, shall be able to separate us from the love of God which is in Christ Jesus our Lord. Romans 8:38-39 NKJV.
Between life and death,
Sv "+
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