When I was young, my dreams were so big-
and it didn't matter that the world knew I was small.
So shouldn't my dreams be that much bigger now?
Lately, I've had more time than I know what to do with, so I decided to write a little thought of mine today. I'm not complaining about time, it's nice actually. I'm just not used to having so much of it. These past few days are being filled with so many new ideas for the next direction my life could take. I'm inspired, but I almost wish I had fewer choices.
This is just a glimpse of my questions to answer: What am I going to do for a living? Who should I date and who shouldn't I? Should I go back to college? If so, what field should I study? What a variety of choices for one mind to decide. I do believe that my God cares about the details of my life, and according to His Word He has a plan for it. His plans in Jeremiah 29:11 are "to prosper me and not to harm me, plans to give me hope and a future." So where do dreams come in and why have mine become so small? Big dreams can be scary, but then a dream is only a thought until it's put into action. The fear is not the dream itself, but in the unknown.
Oh Lord, I pray that You would be my ultimate hope and restore the confidence of my youth.-Psalm 71:5
I want to dream so big, even if it scares me.
Amen
