Yet, here I sit seeking some kind of direction for this next phase of life. If I allow myself to really dream big, there is this whisper called wisdom that sneaks into my reverie and pulls me out of the clouds. There are all of these reasons why my dream might not "work." The red tape, the season of life we're in, the lack of connections, resources, etcetera, etcetera. I just want that voice to be silenced. I want those moments of full fletched dreaming big no matter how far fetched and out of this world dreams may be. Because with God anything is possible.
Isn't this the lesson we've inundated our children with? Aren't there bible verses that support this truth?
Jesus looked at them and said, "With man this is impossible, but with God all things are possible."Matthew 19:26
For with God nothing shall be impossible.--Luke 1:37
And of course, Bubba's life verse: I can do all things through Christ which strengtheneth me.--Philipians 4:13
If I believe these to be true, why not allow myself to dream outside the box? The magic of a moment will be better than not having experienced it at all. Maybe a dream is like a seed. It has to be planted and watered to bear a bloom or fruit. Perhaps nothing can develop of a dream if it is simply buried in the recesses of the mind, or saved for another time in our life that might better suit it. Perhaps the dream alone is the best part of the process. It is in this stage that we can imagine, explore, build, design and let our imaginations run wild with possibility. The dream might just be enough. . .even if nothing ever comes from it.
Dreams. I'm in the middle of living the best one I have physically ever birthed. However, the dreams that reside in the recesses of my mind are bursting with possibility and potential. It's time I invite them out to play, even if it's only for a day trip. It's time.