It’s been a year of living with a word that has
changed my life.
Dream.
God whispered the word over my heart in October 2013,
nudging me towards truly dreaming towards
the goals and desires laid deep in my heart.
They were scary dreams. Dreams that I could easily push
aside, because no matter how much I might want them, they would require me to
stretch out of my comfort zone. Go beyond what was comfortable for me.
I don’t like going beyond what is comfortable and familiar
to me. I like the here and now. The safe and secure. But safe and secure doesn’t
challenge you. At least it doesn’t challenge me. And God was asking me to dream.
How often do you put God in a box? How often do you say: “this
is what I believe you can do and we’re not going over this X limit, God. So, thanks.”
The only person those kind of prayers does a disservice to
is you. And the reason we do it? We’re coming back to fear again. How often do
we dare to pray for something that seems so far beyond all comprehension and
belief that it seems almost impossible for us to achieve? Something that might
as well just be scoffed at, because the possibility of that happening to us is,
well, impossible.
We don’t pray those kind of prayers often. And I dare to
say, that even when I toe into the waters of deeper dreaming, I’m still
cringing at the chilliness of the stream.
God’s dreams for us aren’t babbling brooks in the corner of
a peaceful meadow. God’s dreams for us are rushing rivers, pulsing towards the
very best interest He has at heart. Scripture promises this. And yet so often
we refuse to surrender fully and let the rush of those waters carry us along.
God told me to dream in 2014. To not put Him in a box and
see what He would do. To move forward
with a passion for life and a constant expectation that He was about to do
something awesome.
And He did.
As I look back on 2014, I’m awed. I’m humbled. I’m grateful.
But I’m not done dreaming. In fact, a couple months ago, God laid another dream
on my heart. A dream that when it thumped me between the eyes, I literally
went: “You’ve got to be kidding, God. Something like that will never happen for
me.”
Did I really just back talk to God? Oh yes, I did.
God’s plans on our lives aren’t held to the ground by human’s
finite abilities, expectations, social status or fear. This is God we’re talking about and to. The Creator
of the universe. His passion for us is unending. His plans for our lives
whispered in our hearts and ears as dreams that push us forward.
If we let Him.
God told me to dream. I dreamed.
And I’m not stopping yet. My life isn’t over. And neither
are the dreams.
Are you dreaming crazy
dreams with God?
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