I scooched out of my comfort zone a bit last night...follwowing a dream. A dream. How do we get stuck, stuck in a place where the dreams are too big to believe, too big for us? I know that you can do all things; no purpose of yours can be thwarted. (Job 42:2) But do I, really? Do I know this when I live--stuck? Do I know this when I push dreams a side--He's made reality of so many. Why one more? Why can't I equate my dreams with His purpose?
Motherhood was a dream of mine...but I had no idea. I had no idea that it was a place for me, a place of pure joy, until He thrust me into it. And my words of thanks for the reality of this unknown dream don't seem enough.
Ministry with children--a dream I was also clueless I had--is one of the most rewarding things in my life. I've learned so much about Him through my work with the Kingdom's kids.
But a dream I know about...why do I hold it at bay? Do I believe so little in His love for me? Why do I struggle to see that His purpose for me might be this dream that nudges my heart? The questions are many...but last night, I chose to TRUST--trust that His purposes for me are good and fulfilling. And whether or not my dreams line-up with these purposes doesn't really matter. Perhaps the answer sits in the act of trusting...perhaps.
I scooched out of my comfort zone a bit last night...
Thank you Lord for dreams.
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