aUGUST/SEPTEMBER 2025

     A dream can only come to life or become a reality by applying action and effort to it.  The human ability to produce millions and billions of ideas by the second is remarkable, yet the human body has often fallen short in its ability to sustain the mind’s pace and produce tangible results.  Without proof or production, what’s left are merely busy bodies that are being driven by even busier minds.  Sounds complicated, right? I thought the same.

     Most of what I have achieved or accomplished in life began in the form of a dream.  When I was about 12 years old, I would stand on my dresser in my bedroom and act out musical performances that I had seen on television.  Being a 70s baby, the talent that I saw was the real deal; Stevie Wonder, Michael Jackson, LL Cool J, Herbie Hancock..... I could go on and on, but for the most part, the talents of those musical legends and many more were impressed upon me, and I wanted to be just like them.  Standing on my dresser and singing, yes, I was only dreaming.  I learned way back then that singing was not what God had called me to do.  I was dreaming, but by acting on my dream, it became my reality.  

     Fast forward to the mid-90s, and I continued to pursue my dream of being a musical performer, with a strict focus on rap music.  Looking back today, I am so appreciative that God didn’t allow me to go down that path, as the vision I had for myself as a rapper was different from what I see today.  Still, in the 90s, I began recording music, and while I thought I was nice, that was not the same opinion that others had.  It didn’t matter, though, and I continued to rap whenever the opportunity presented itself.

     The dream I had for being a musician would eventually fade away as life continued to happen for me.  While I never lost my love for rap music, the genre of which I allowed my ears to enjoy would change to a more inspirational form, such as Gospel.   I have been told that I have an old soul, and old-school Gospel music really resonated with me, so much so that I joined my church choir, led a few songs, and even wrote Gospel music.  God knew better than me.  

     I am so glad that I was able to find the beauty of my dream.  If I had never stood on my dresser, recorded a few rap songs, and joined and sang with my church choir, I might not have realized what God had purposed for me.  I encourage you to dream and dream on, and if you want to see your dream come to life, then apply action to it.