I have dreamed of having my own family. I am alone. I have some cousins and an Aunt, who I love in AZ. I am very lonely. I keep praying and trusting God for the right man to come my way. Until then I give and serve and love others the best I can. I hold Jeremiah 29:11 close to my heart. I love the Lord!
What Do You Do With Your Broken Dreams?
I have struggled with my dreams. Which should I hold onto even though they seem impossible? Which to let go?
It can be easy to lose hope. Our dreams can become dusty old things, like antiques on a shelf. The gap between your dream and your reality can be a place of discouragement or even cynicism.
We all have dreams that have yet to come true. What are yours? Maybe you’re single and want to get married. Maybe you’d like to have kids. Maybe you’d like to have a job where you were really appreciated and made a difference.
For twenty years I’ve been dreaming about a generation of radically committed disciples of Jesus. It’s a righteous dream that I’ve worked to breathe life into, but it’s far from becoming a reality. Though I don’t want to admit it, sometimes I’m exhausted and discouraged.
The reality is that many of those we initially mentored when I began dreaming that dream are now the same age I was at the time.
Yes, you can see little bits of evidence that the dream is happening. Take Veronica Timbers for example. She came on a short-term mission trip with Adventures in 1996. Then she interned with us there. Then she served as a leader with us.
She became a professor at Appalachian State and has sent students on the World Race. Veronica says, “I love having students who are growing up under the same missions group that I did and knowing they are using some of the education I have given them to continue the work of God’s redemption for all.”
The World Race started 17 years ago and has changed many lives. Yet, it’s a drop in the bucket. The dream still seems so far away. And frankly, I don’t want to think about it. Maybe the dream seems more fragile with time. Is my passion for it waning? Probably I’m afraid to go there.
Seven years ago as I was preparing for a trip to Spain, Bob Mudd came to me and said, “Seth, I think God wants to give you a new song while you’re in Spain.”
I thanked him and wondered what that would look like. I didn’t think about my old song – my dream for the generation.
And then, lo and behold it happened. A number of us were gathered on the sixth floor of an apartment enjoying a meal together. After dinner, Holli Scott got her guitar out and began playing a song she’d written called “Simeon’s Song.”
As Luke recounts, Simeon was an old man who had been waiting on the coming Messiah for a long time. He had this dream. And he knew he wouldn’t die before he saw it come true.
It was a beautiful song. And as she sang, it strummed the tired old chords in my soul. I felt God saying, “Some dreams take a long time. I know your dream. Don’t be discouraged. It may be an old dream, but it’s a good one.”
I couldn’t help the tears from falling as she played. It was a new song about a place of discouragement. God knows my weariness of spirit, even though I don’t want to admit it to myself.
Who knows how long Simeon had waited for his dream? Just to know that he sees me and cares about my dreams was enough. It was the highlight of my trip.
The prophet Joel declared that “old men will dream dreams.” God doesn’t want us to put our hope on a shelf as we get older.
Do you have a dream that seems so impossible you’re afraid to touch it? Has it been a source of discouragement?
God made us to dream. Every night as we sleep, he gives us dreams as a piece of our natural rhythm. And I think it’s in part so he has a way to speak to our spirits. Recently, thousands of Muslims have been seeing Jesus in their dreams.
God is literally in our dreams. He’s in yours. He gave them to you to steward.
Maybe it’s time to pull that old dream off the shelf. Touch it and blow the dust away. It’s a righteous thing. Like Simeon, God wants you to see “the substance of things hoped for.” He wants to make your dream come true.
That’s a righteous dream, Shelley. I hope to visit Columbia in 2024. If that can happen, I look forward to hearing more about your dream!
My prayers for you sister. 💓💓💓I too am alone. It is difficult. I don’t know how old you are. I have experienced marriage, divorce, deaths of an adult child, one lives 3,000 miles away, I’m unsure if I want to go back to that lifestyle of being married. Sometimes I long for it other times I don’t. I pray that God will bring comfort to your heart and strength as you wait on him and seek his face.
So good. Encourages me to pull out some dreams I’ve given up on and my passion for them has waned. Thanks for stirring hope in me and so many others.
Great blog Seth.. as always, you’ve stirred my soul for good.!!
Thanks, Joseph. Merry Christmas to you and your clan!
Maybe it’s not to the size of how you pictured, but I think you have impacted a large number of the next generations. I mean I and my nephew have now done the Race and that is huge in my family alone. Either way He definitely sees you and loves your dreams!
Thanks for the encouragement!
Thanks, AJ – merry Christmas!
In one breath I’m living my dream and in another, I’m wondering if I missed part of it. If it were on a shelf I would see it in the distance. Maybe I’m a little blind or maybe I wonder if they were really a God size dream or my own flesh. I have a burning desire that I have to trust will come forth in my time here on earth. Maybe i had to let go of how i thought it would look. Maybe i had to prepare myself for whats to come. I has to believe His timing is perfect. This encouraged me and came at the perfect time. Thanks Seth! Glad to get your blogs again!
I like the way you keep dreaming and pursuing your dreams, Jenn!
Seth, some of my dreams have intertwined with yours and l’m painfully aware of miscarriages and aborted visions. But we persevere. Resilience is undervalued. Tenacity rarely taught. These are learned “on the job.” Love creates a fluidity to turn, adapt, embrace the metamorphosis and change. I deeply respect your journey. We’re not done.
That’s right, Butch. We are not done. The best is still ahead.
I’m dreaming until my last breath. Blessed Christmas to you brother 🎄🕊️✋🤚.