On dreams deferred

Last Spring we got whiff of a possibility of something we've been dreaming about for quite awhile. But it's was just a whiff.


Then, about 6 weeks ago Paul and I saw this uh, shall we call it, ‘opportunity,’ suddenly seem closer to reality.

I don’t want to give out too many details beyond that quite yet, but let’s just say a dream that has been on our hearts for quite some time was fulfilled in this opportunity.

It checked all the boxes.

And it got us dreaming and planning. Something that I feel we haven’t done a lot of lately, and I really miss it.

Side note: Don’t stop dreaming with your spouse. Even if it on something that may never happen, keep dreaming and planning together.

This thing that came along, we knew it wasn’t a sure thing. We knew there was a large chance that it would fall through.

But we dreamed anyways. We talked through plans.  While in the car. In the dark when we should have been sleeping. And in random conversations during evening walks.

The kids even got in on it, too.  Excitement sparkled the conversation.  

Oh, it was a grand dream!  We prayed. Prayed that if this is the direction God would want us to take, that He would make it clear, He would open the door.

Two days ago we got our answer.

No.

6 weeks of thinking our dream we’ve been dreaming for more than a decade would finally happen….But, no.

I could go a few directions with this. I could sit in disappointment, thinking that God really wasn’t listening, or really cared to intervene.  I could fight it, try to make it work with our own might.


Instead, I choose to continue to hope.

Because I believe in the promise that God desires to give us good things and that He has great plans for us.

And if this dream opportunity that seemed to check all the boxes an



d be EXACTLY what we wanted, wasn’t what God decided to give us, then that must mean there is something EVEN BETTER out there for us.  Now that sounds pretty wonderful.

I want to encourage you, friend. Perhaps you are in a valley of disappointment. Maybe it feels like you can’t get ahead or every good thing passes you by.  Maybe they are passing you by because they weren’t meant for you. At least not this time.

Because every good and perfect gift comes from above and God isn’t constrained by our time limits.

Take heart. Your good is coming.

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