dream

Today someone at work asked me, "What's your dream?" I thought he was being funny. But he asked again, "What have you been dreaming about?" And then I realized he was serious. A million different thoughts raced through my head - all at the same time. I thought my head was going to explode. All of a sudden the list of little things that I wish I could do on a day off/weekend popped through my brain ....stay in my pajamas, have a massage, read a great book, drink an incredibly good cup of coffee, watching all the episodes/seasons of my favorite TV show, meet a friend for lunch, take a long walk, see a good movie, cook a meal for someone, go shopping and actually buy something, make stuff for fun, drive and see the wildflowers (and others). Then, all the "I really wish I could do this" stuff swam by.....European vacation, days at famous museums, volunteer to do something that would change someone's life, go sailing for days, visit historical sites in the US, learn a new language and then go somewhere I could actually use it, taking cooking classes with real French chefs, and various others I'm not ready to mention.

As he asked that question, I could feel myself squirm. What if I say it out loud and then I never actually do it? What a loser I'd be! What if I don't say it and then he tells me he knows someone who will make my dreams come true? What a loser I'd be! What if I don't really have any "good" dreams?

Why is this so hard for me? He simply wanted a short response and I was dumbfounded in how to make a single utterance. Is it that I don't dream? Maybe I've been too busy doing stuff lately that I haven't allowed my mind and heart to be open. I've got to get a life!

So, how did I answer his question? I finally bit the bullet and decided to risk it all. I shared with him about my dreams for our business offices.....redecorating and the such. I shared about how I really want to be impacting people's lives in such meaningful ways through every little thing we do. I told him how I've felt God telling/teaching me more about prayer every day. I told him that I really want to be caring for people and walking with them through their life. Once the can was open - it all started coming out. I was able to share so many things that I hear God telling me about family, life, school, work.

No, he didn't give me a million dollars to make it happen. I wasn't being filmed for some new crazy reality TV show. But, I realized that I'm pretty comfortable in life - and that's not bad. I know I'm not walking in faith like I should so that God can plant big-sized dreams in me. I've got to learn to lean more on Him, rather than my own understanding of situations. Many are the plans in a man's heart, but it's the Lord purpose that prevails.

Question: What are your dreams?