So today I still travel from north to south, from west to east, to tell many ladies´breakfast groups about my muffin dream. “A dream often has to die before God makes it come true” is the title of my lecture events. I like to chat and tell you how difficult it was back then when all the publishers had waved my hand after my return from Canada in 1987. Thank God the publishers were wrong. I have to say that there is a right time for everything in life.

And when I was struggling to introduce muffins in German lands, I would not have been ready for this task. I first had to complete an apprenticeship as an industrial clerk so that I was prepared for the step into self-employment. “A vision without a plan is and remains a dream” – that is probably true. When I later started to turn my dreams into reality with small steps, of course I had to get delivery notes and invoices to write.

To this day, bookkeeping is a necessary evil for me. In 1993 the pastor of my home church retired after many years of service. The church had seen the dream of owning a church building die twice. That’s why I wrote a song to say goodbye to Larry Jones, which also fits my life story as if it were tailor-made.

A dream must die … 

A dream must die before it comes alive again, my desires must first be in accord with God’s. A long-lost vision will teach me. Trusting the Father Heart of God. Our father Abraham was promised a nation, but he had to be willing to sacrifice his only son. The righteous live by faith, by love and grace, that’s what he taught, lived and prayed. Joseph the Dreamer had a vision of his brothers bowing humbly to him. But first he had to be humbled so that God could show him that he could fulfill his dreams. God’s chosen one, the Virgin Mary, was promised that she would give birth to the Messiah. She had to let him go, to the cross and to the grave so that he could save the world through his love. “Don’t dream your life, live your dream!”