As we walked down the overgrown path, batting at flies and trying to keep our kids in tow, my friend told me about a book she was reading, The Dream Giver, by Bruce Wilkinson. She piqued my interest with her summation and we spent the rest of the walk identifying the dreams of other people we know.
I am a dreamer. I dream big dreams and delight in helping others take the next steps in their God-given purposes and passions, so, naturally, I asked my friend what her dream was.
“I’m not sure,” she replied.
Years have passed since that conversation but I think she would still answer in the same way.
My friend lives a simple life, yet, as she does seemingly ordinary things, like laundry, listening, and loving those around her, I think she is making a world of difference—at least she is for this dreamer.
Her prayers, her timely words, and her listening ear have been wind that my sails needed so that I don’t remain stagnant or abandon ship altogether.
My brother is an example of someone who lives a “small” life in the world’s eyes. He has Down Syndrome and his dreams of marriage, having children, and playing football for Notre Dame remain unfulfilled, yet he lives life large as he quietly goes about his daily business. He brings us joy by offering an arm around the shoulder on a hard day, selecting the perfect birthday card to lift spirits, and making us laugh as he piles clothes (and sometimes undies) atop his head for comedic relief.
My brother’s simple life makes a big difference to those around him.
“But God chose the foolish things of the world to shame the wise; God chose the weak things of the world to shame the strong” (1 Corinthians 1:27).
Several years ago I watched a televised event in which a well-known talk show host received gushing accolades as she retired from her current position. There were speeches, glitz, and lots of gratitude poured out as this woman was elevated higher than the dome’s arched ceiling.
As I watched this celebration unfold, I couldn’t help but think, “Wow, she is sure getting praised, almost worshiped, from the masses for her successes.”
And I wonder if we have it all wrong?
Maybe at the end of this voyage, God is going to throw the confetti all over the ones who faithfully lived out their small and ordinary lives, like my friend and my brother. Their dreams may not have changed the world, but they affected one life at a time, steadily and humbly; and that made all the difference.
We often receive earthly praise for pursuing big dreams, but being faithful with the small things is often harder, and I think, even more important in the end.
The hard work of being a loyal friend, a devoted spouse, an attentive parent or a trustworthy co-worker doesn’t always feel like we are living a dream; it can sometimes feel like a nightmare as we struggle to stay on course. However, as we follow God’s path, we are leaving a light trail that points straight to Him.
Don’t get me wrong, I love it when people dream big. But don’t stress if your dream feels small and ordinary or if you don’t even know what your God-sized dream is.
If we make much of Jesus and love Him with all we have, we are living a fulfilling life that can impact eternity; and that is something big and extraordinary.
It isn’t the size of your dream that matters in the end, what matters it that you faithfully followed His course. I think one day we will be surprised by the greatness that was found in these ordinary days.
When your dream feels small or ordinary it just might be the fertile ground needed to make much of the Dream Giver. (<====Click to Tweet)
Shared By: Katie Reid