Sourdough Pizza and the House of my Dreams


Fixin' Leaks and Leeks

IMG_4748 Sourdough pizza. Photo by Cecilia Kennedy

In my dreams, I’m flitting about in yoga pants that sparkle like sapphires—and the entire house is made of pizza.  I glide over to the living room and fearlessly take a huge bite out of a load-bearing wall. Then, Nate and Alex walk through the front door after a hike, and I have to tell them to remove their shoes so that they won’t ruin the tasty pizza floors. After removing their shoes, they ask:

“What’s for dinner?”

And, in my dreams, my super-powers of sassiness intensify. In shiny, sassy splendor, I tell them: “For crying out loud! We live in a pizza house! Can’t you just help yourselves to the roof every once in a while?”

And that’s when I wake up, chewing on bedsheets, dangling from the dresser, and shouting, “Follow me to the roof!”

My dreams only vaguely resemble reality on…

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About Jonathan Caswell

Poet, author, servant of God the Heavenly father and the Lord Jesus Christ...working out his salvation with fear and trembling. - Not trusting in his own deeds, but depending totally upon the finished sacrificial work of Jesus Christ to be, by God's reckoning, a new creature, clothed in Christ's righteousness...which mortal humankind can never attain by their own weak efforts, apart from faith in Christ's work on our behalf. - College-educated, yet wise enough to see that what a man does will not be his ultimate identity nor affect how God sees him or her. - Called by God to do a very difficult thing...apart from God's grace, mercy and love the sinner (which we all--by nature--are) but hate the sin, which is only paid through Christ, God's Son, - My own God-given gift is that of being a Poet..showing that in all parts of life...God has a loving part in hard as that is to always understand or perceive...given life's realities! Come join me on my journey of discovery?.

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