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Dreams- Beyond the Laundry

 So a few Fridays ago I went with my kindergartener on her school field trip to a farm.  At the end we had a picnic, and I was chatting with some moms while she played for almost 30 minutes with a ginormous, shaggy dog who lived on the farm.  One of the other moms snapped some pics of her and asked her what she wanted to be when she grew up.  Since this mom was anticipating veterinarian or something to do with animals, she was completely caught off guard when my sweet baby replied that she was going to work at a gas station!  And so was I!  I have heard dolphin trainer for the aquarium, orthopedic surgeon, but gas station worker was a first!  At her upcoming kindergarten graduation they will ask my little what she hopes to be when she grows up… I think I need to do some coaching before then!

Now don’t get offended.  Working at a gas station could be a perfectly respectable job (and owning it is a different thing altogether!), and I suppose the lure of free slushies all day might be a serious ambition for a kindergartener… or even some moms- aka ME!    But the point is when you are 6 years old, you often feel the sky is the limit.  You haven’t lived long enough for other’s expectations or the hardships of life to shape your dreams.  I still remember being sure that one of those days when I ran and launched myself onto my mother’s bed,  I would actually fly!

And when I look at this smart, talented, little girl through the eyes of a mom I see so much potential.  And it reminds me, how sometimes we forget to dream big enough.  We set our eyes on what we think we can attain.  Or maybe we get sucked into trying to survive the mundane, and our dream becomes having all the laundry done at one time!  A futile dream at my house!

And I can’t help but think about how God looks at us with the tender eyes of a Daddy.  One who sees great potential.  He does not see us as limited by our own talents and resources.  He sees all the treasures he has buried deep inside us.  He sees us as ones who have a Daddy with limitless resources at the disposal of His beloved children.  Now no good Daddy would give his kids full access to his wealth to do whatever they want, but as they grow in understanding and maturity He delights in sharing His treasures with them.  

So I am asking myself if I have dreamed big enough for God.  Have you?  Have we asked Him to open our eyes to the dreams of His heart for us, our family, or our kids?  He created us for His glory.  So that He could partner together with us to see the kingdom of God come in this world.  Let’s decide this spring to ask God to birth bigger dreams in us than what we have thought possible… to give us a fresh view of how He sees us- through the eyes of a loving father.


 Take a minute and listen to this awesome song by a friend of mine (you can buy her album "One Desire" here).  Ask God to help you see Him smiling on you... to give you a glimpse of His heart for you today!





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