I dared to dream.
I took a risk.
I stepped out onto an intangible idea that was bigger than me with no guarantee I’d ever actually live it.
I felt brave.
But, then, I wondered.
To what end?
...to say I have a dream?
...to say I am courageous?
Why did I dare to dream in the first place?
It came from Him, so He is why I dared.
Though it’s scarier to do than when I first dreamed the dream, now, I dare to keep the dream alive.