Big Dream Big

Chapter 62
Simmy woke with the words of her best friend ringing in her ears.
'So, you're on to bigger things now that you've solved world hunger, huh?'
Although the statement had been made in jest, Simmy was being squeezed these days to think about, refine, her big dreams.
Offers were coming from companies who wanted to link up with her work. It was time to come up with a clearer vision.
What were those questions that Pastor Todd had put out there for everyone to chew on?
What do I care about most?
What is my holy discontent?
What do I love, passionately, to do the most?
What do I want to be remembered for?
When do I feel God smiling the most?
That's an easy answer, thought Simmy.
"I feel God smiles the most when I'm smiling the most!"
The only one listening was the cat.
Suddenly Simmy remembered something she'd heard a couple of times...
Your passion + The Worlds' Need= Your personal H.M.M.
"Everybody's got their own personal "Hollywood Midrash Movie" to make out of their life."
"Right Kitty?" Simmy talked to the family pet.