so I have recently realized that after February 1st, I have no plans for this year.... except for the holidays on the calendar and a few weddings i've been invited to...
the funny thing is that every adult I have mentioned that to has responded in the following way "Are you quitting your job?!"
NO.
but to me, my job is not really a plan... it just is. And i am so thankful for it. I love it. And call me crazy, but I really don't believe that I am alive today just so that a company in Bellingham could have another receptionist. I don't believe that this is "what I was created for!" It is in a small part, but I dream of bigger things!
I believe that six months ago. I lived, because God still has work for me to accomplish.
Just because I don't have a specific word on what it is yet, doesn't make it void.
I believe that Christians in general dream too small.
I believe that North Americans dream too small.
A thought came to my mind this week: If FEAR was completely gone from my life, how would I live? what would I do? what would my dreams look like then?"
I believe that God has a plan.
a bigger one than I could imagine.
And if I just trust my Heavenly Father, instead of esoterically trying to pinpoint just how I can claim His promises, but rather TRUST based on how I KNOW Him, then GOOD things will come. Healing. LIfe. Growth. Explosion. Blooming. It will happen.
I don't want apathy to win.
I don't want to live a life of mediocrity.
It will take courage.
which I am still trying to find.
but slowly by slowly, it comes.
DREAM BIG!
