Everything about us has purpose when it comes to finding and following our dreams. The music we love. The things that freak us out. Our favorite hobbies. What we think about. The classes we took during college. The summer job that had nothing to do with anything (or so we thought). And even that weirdo we dated in high school.
If you’re like me, you might be thinking, Yeah, right! How exactly could all those parts of my life be connected, or matter in real life? I asked myself that question one night years ago as I started to write. It began with a blank screen and a new blog.
Everything was in pieces around me (literally—my house had flooded a few months earlier). My youngest, just a year old, was having unexplained seizures. We had just adopted our two foster daughters that summer, and something was clearly amiss with the older one. The mental health diagnoses wouldn’t become clear until later, but regardless, I wasn’t sure we could go through with the adoption. In fact, I didn’t think I could go through much more, period.
That season seemed to be another random, disconnected part of my life to stash away in a locked box in my mental cellar. Right along with my penchant for eating rock salt from the sidewalk when I was a preschooler.
Around that same time I had an assignment for a class: to draw a timeline of my life, looking at the past for where God had been, and ahead for where God might be leading.
Three Questions That Help Connect the Details to Our Dreams:
- What words might appropriately describe my life over time?
- What experiences have I had, and what have I gained from them?
- What ideas and experiences inspire and call to me?
After I had done this, I stepped back mentally to catch the panorama of the “forest through the trees.” To my surprise, words and themes were repeated again and again: coach, teacher, inspirer, supporter. In my role as the oldest sibling growing up. As a teacher’s assistant in middle school. As swim team captain in high school and swim coach afterward. As a resident advisor in charge of helping college freshmen adjust on campus. Even the photography studio job had a place in my bigger purpose, as I had learned how to turn my eye for a subject’s uniqueness into a photo that helped them see it too.
It suddenly became clear: I was a coach, an encourager, a person who serves as a scaffold for others to grow, heal, run after their own dreams.
Each aspect, each moment in life is another stone that builds our God-sized dreams. (<====Click To Tweet)
Maybe we share similar storylines, meanderings of hearts pursuing God’s visions in us through corridor after corridor. I’ll bet some of your journey feels random and disconnected—impossible to fit into a sense of purpose or unified theme. But every single part of the journey matters for where we are headed. Every role and season play a part to build our dreams into priceless and unique gifts to the world… legacies for those we love and those we’ve not yet met.
We can’t see the full story now. But we’re walking it already. Keep going, friend. All of this matters.
Shared By: Laurie Wallin
Adapted from her book, Why Your Weirdness Is Wonderful