Purposeful
waiting
Entrusting
our deepest
dreams to
God.
{Journal Entry –
October 16, 2008}
I came to God today with a Box of
Dreams.
It was something that I wanted to do for a
long time, but you know how it goes; I just
hadn’t really thought it all through, until
today. I didn’t realize that I had been
holding onto my Box with a magnificently
tough fist. It was God who showed me.
I had Dreams that appeared in the box
that I concocted. Most of them were
things I wanted to do with my life. I had
Dreams there that other people had
wished on me. And mixed in that mess,
most of them towards the bottom of the
box were the ones that God had put there
before I was even conceived.
Before today I looked at it like I held the
box in my hands, carried it with me
wherever I went, sometimes even yanked
a Dream or two out, and at convenient
times, flashed it around for someone to
see. I used my Dreams.
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