There are dreams and then there are DREAMS. It has been fun to watch the career choices that my former students have chosen. Some always knew what they wanted to do and followed through on it. Others found that dream later. For whatever reason, I’ve found myself thinking about those dreams that we follow when we choose a life path.
When I was little I dreamed of being a vet. After all, I was always was pretending to be a horse. Flying over fences in one jump. Changing into a human when ever I needed to do so. Running free across the playground and up the hill beyond the reaches of any teacher or foe. But spelling veterinarian kinda made me nervous. I figured if I couldn’t spell the job title, it might be too hard. I was right – chemistry kicked that idea completely to the curb when I was a junior in high school.
Then there was the dream of dancing. Sugar plums. Swans. Broadway. Jazz. I loved moving my body anyway I wanted. Letting the music flow through me then releasing it into the world in a completely different form. However, the knee broke, and my 10 year old self cried as I watched that dream spin off the theatre stage and into the storage chest of memories.
There were many other dreams in between. I was one of those who stumble around a lot before I figure it out. Yet somehow, when I became a teacher, I realized that one dream was the dream that had always been a part of everything I did. Playing school with my dolls. Playing school with my friends. Teaching friends and younger neighbors how to twirl a baton. Teaching Sunday school and Bible school. Teaching disabled kids how to swim and enjoy the water (while I hated the water intensely and still do). Life experiences that should have given me a clue, but I missed them all and just stumbled into teaching.
Godwinks are beyond my understanding, but I love them.
“And Yeshua said to them, “Come after me, and I shall make you to become fishers of men.”~Matt 4:19
Tonight’s prayer for pastors and their spouses circles around those life dreams we all have. Praying that you continue to see yourselves as “fishers” in the stormy waters of life – that you continue to hold firm to the course the WORD set 5778 years ago – continue to let His light be in your eyes every time you look out at the “fish” He has placed in your waters – continue to wake up in the morning with His praise on your lips, and wonder at where you will be “fishing” today – continue to let His hands uphold you as you mend the broken nets or the aging boat that carries you forth into any storms that cross the horizon – continue to sing His blessing over all those fish that have chosen to jump in your nets and even those who have chosen to swim the other way.
Tonight, I can almost hear Yeshua praying this ancient blessing over you as I imagine He prayed it any times in His life.
“The LORD bless thee, and keep thee:The LORD make his face shine upon thee, and be gracious unto thee: The LORD lift up his countenance upon thee, and give thee peace. And they shall put my name upon the children of Israel; and I will bless them.”~Num 6:22-27 [google images]