I am seriously in love with the Olympics.
There is something so amazing and inspiring about athletes from all over the world, coming together in one place to showcase their talents and passions. The dedication they put in, the hours of blood, sweat, and tears, the pain, the glory; it all seems so unfathomable.
And while the flags are being raised, the anthem is being sung, and the glimmer of all that dedication comes steaming down their faces, I can’t help but get choked up and reflect at my own life and where I put my time and dedication.
Where are my dreams in the priority of my day to day life?
Where does my passion lie?
And what might my life look like if I pursued and sought God like an Olympian?
I have dreams…..
To be a missionary. To pack up an RV and hit the road going from city to city doing disaster relief. I want to be a writer. I want to use my words to bring people closer to God. I want to be a mom, and to raise a family. I want to run a race. To make my body lean and strong and run through the wind towards the finish line.
But above all, my biggest dream should be: to pursue God with every ounce of strength and energy I have.
And if that was the focus in my life, if that is what drove me and motivated me, wouldn’t the rest fall into place?
Sometimes, I get caught up in the day to day so much, that I feel like I am sleep walking through life. I lose the passion and the fire that makes this life beautiful. I put off my dreams for another day, I dip my toe in the pole of depression, and I let days fly by me like seconds. I am daydreaming and hoping for brighter days, but lay paralyzed in the stagnant pool of despair and normality.
God did not design me to live a dreamless life.
And more than that, he didn’t design me to dream and not achieve. He wants to fill my life with Blessings, He wants to see me succeed and live fulfilled. But, He won’t do it for me.
If I want to be a writer, I must pray, seek Him, and write.
If I want to be a runner: I must pray, seek and run.
And in all hopes in dreams I must follow that model:
1. Pray: Share with God my hopes. my fears. Talk to Him like a daughter would to her dad about the things that matter to me. Brainstorm. Dream. Share my life with Him.
2. Seek God: Seek Him in every step. Ask Him where to go:then go. . Let Him walk with me, step by step in each milestone. When I hit a roadblock in my plan,I must seek his guidance and ask for His strength.
3. DO IT: With God walking (or running) right there next to me I can achieve my dreams. He has now paved the road, and all I have to do is run on it. And with each step I will know and feel that God is with me.
Suddenly, that dream isn’t so scary. The goals aren’t so high. When we use God in our lives, everything starts to look a little less intimating.
I will probably never be an Olympian, but that was never really my dream. Instead, I will pursue my OWN passions and dreams with God with the same hard work that an Olympian does.
And when this life is over, I will die a champion, and my God will greet me with a hug and a high five and be proud of what I have done here on earth. I will make my dad PROUD. Who doesn’t want to see that?
I love you all and can’t wait to share our dreams and achievements with each other.