On Tuesdays we are thrilled to fling open the doors to all of YOU! We love hearing your dreaming stories…the lessons you’ve learned, the roads you’ve walked, the dreams He’s planted in your hearts! Today we are thrilled to welcome Amy Dalke, a God-sized Dreamer who shares this awesome, out-of-her-comfort-zone story…we know she will inspire you!
It’s not every day that a workaholic turns off the office lights, and leaves her career, comfort, and fashionable leather briefcase behind in the dark.
Unless God decides to change up her story.
That’s exactly what happened with me.
Until February, 2014 I was a Managing Partner for a recruiting firm focused in economics and finance. (That alone is irony, given that I don’t know the first thing about a regression analysis. And finance-talk makes my head spin.) But whatever.
When I was 21 years old, God planted a dream in my heart to speak and write. Yet the seed of that dream stayed underground for many years, as my career took off; marriage and parenthood happened; and other life details filled calendar after annual calendar.
But then February, 2014 came around (16 years and lots of mess later), and God perfectly lined up all the circumstantial details that opened the door for me to leave my partnership position, to focus on that writing dream.
This God-shaped, wide open door was practically outlined in neon green and flashing lights. Yet as I stood mere inches in front of the threshold, doubts flew at my face with a dizzying speed.
My feet were barely on the welcome mat, when I looked to my right and found a bag full of “What-Ifs?”
What if I fail?
What if I just can’t do it?
But seriously, what if no one even likes my writing?
What if I never earn one single dime from a blog? (How in the world does anyone earn money on a blog, for goodness sake?)
Shaken by these unknowns, I turned to the right and saw a box overflowing with All The Things I would leave behind if I stepped into God’s footfalls.
It was piled high with the security blanket of a healthy cash flow, and a great business; it was stacked with the comforts of boundary-less shopping, and the luxuries of travel on a whim.
As I added all this up in my head…that Dream-Door God opened was eclipsed by my comfortable lifestyle.
Fear screamed like sirens through my mind, because my identity was wrapped tightly around my cash flow; it was etched into the nameplate on my office door; and it was sewn into the fabric of my shopping excursions.
Was God nuts? He should ask me to let go of my crockpot or something. (I never use it anyway! Seems like a far more reasonable option.)
I would have told you all day long that my true identity was in Christ. That he was the source of my worth, my everything, so to speak.
Yet it rocked me to the core to put feet on those words.
With eyes still stuck on My Stuff, I was reminded of Abraham.
“Abraham did not waver through unbelief regarding the promises of God, but he was strengthened in his faith and gave glory to God, being fully persuaded that God had the power to do what He had promised.”
Abraham considered God’s promise to be more real than the things he could see, feel, or logically explain. He left comfort and financial security behind, knowing nothing about his destination.
Sounds totally rational to me. (Except not really.)
The very same God who called Abraham, calls you and me. (<====Tweet this.)
He calls us to God-sized dreams…so that our extraordinary lives leave no room for doubt that God is who He says He is.
A life that doesn’t require faith has no space to hold God-sized dreams. Because it’s chock full of our comforts. We were made for more than comfort: we were made to show His awesomeness through our own impossibilities.
In a move that uprooted all comfort and security, I forged ahead over that doorstep by the grace of God.
It’s been nine months now.
The budget is tighter. My shopping cart is lonely. And I’m totally far left of my comfort zone.
But I’m smack dab in the middle of where God wants me.
Because God-sized dreams are not God-sized dreams if I could do it on my own. (<====Tweet this.)
And comfort is totally overrated.
Amy Dalke’s favorite obsession is helping you discover how awesome you really are in Christ. She inspires you to step out of the world’s mold, and to live into the one-of-a-kind shape God designed just for you. Amy is a baseball mom, a Bible study teacher, and a wife who can’t cook. She has a tendency to be high strung (but is always working on that), and you see her every time you go to the coffee shop. (She’s the girl in line ahead of you with the obnoxious order.) She’s slightly nerd-ish about the Bible, but it’s only because she’s a mess without it. And p.s. her favorite food is peanut butter and jelly. You can keep up with Amy on her blog or Twitter.
Do you have a God-sized Dream story to tell? We’d love to have you share your journey with us!
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