When Dreams Must Die

   Every girl has dreams.  The majority of her life is spent in either the making of or the pursuit of them.  Dreams are wonderful things.  They are what inspires us to move forward, to go onward, discovering God’s will for our life along the way.  But dreams can have a tendency to become our all-consuming passion… or rather, distraction.  Dreams, rather than remaining our inspiration, become our aspiration.  They become the thing we live for, rather than the One behind them. 

All dreams have this tendency, but I think romantic dreams are the most likely to drift this direction.  Or perhaps its we who dream who allow them to drift that direction!  Girls dedicated to purity and/or courtship often place marriage on an extremely high pedestal in their dreams; sometimes it is considered the dream of all dreams.  It is the ultimate goal.  All things work together for that end.  The problem with living life in your dreams, although the world may tell you to do so (and so may many churches), is that the dreams become your god.  This focus on desire and hope distracts from the Maker of desire, and the Source of all hope.  I know from experience.  It seemed sometimes that I couldn’t go one day further.  Every other girl had a fella on her arm, and every relative I had was asking me why I didn’t, and every day went by slower and slower as I felt my dream was the slowest in coming in the history of the world.  How does a girl live with her dreams without allowing them to possess her?  By allowing her dreams to die.

The first time I heard that concept it was the least appealing thing I had heard all day.  Let my dreams die?  What would there be to live for?  Where would my hopes go?  If I didn’t want to be married any more nobody would want to marry me!  But that isn’t how it works. Think of a seed.   When you plant it, the seed itself is absorbed by the earth.  It dies.  Yet out of that death springs forth a life so much greater, grander and broader than the seed could have ever been on its own.  But it had to make the ultimate sacrifice first. 

“Truly, truly I say to you, unless a grain of wheat falls into the earth and dies, it remains alone; but if it dies, it bears much fruit.”  (Jn.12:24)

It is evening here in the top of the mitten, and the sun is completely gone now.  As I go to bed, I have to surrender my dreams once again to the Lord.  We all love our dreams, our hopes, our plans — but in order to bear fruit, we must allow them to die, for then the truest dreams, the highest hopes and God’s greatest plans can be fulfilled in us.  And His will is infinitely more fulfilling than our own.


4 Responses

  1. Wow. I needed to hear that tonight.
    This concept has been floating around in my mind a lot, but until I read your post it didn’t all come together. I love the seed analogy. What truth.
    My dream must die before it can bear fruit.

    Thanks for sharing your heart. 🙂

  2. I was reminded of how God knows the desires of our heart. I guess when we let our dreams die and give in to the Lord’s plan, He brings alive His desires and our own in a way more grand and perfect than what we could have imagined.

  3. I don’t know how to perfectly word the following so I’ll simply be blunt: the Lord obviously led me here today. A dream of mine is fading… admitting that is the hardest thing I’ve had to do in a while but now, it’s done.
    I honestly believe the Lord was writing through you when the above post was formed because it spoke directly to that spot inside of me which was clinging to a particular someone and the dream which has stayed close beside that person. Perhaps, having read the truth I may be set free.
    Here’s to you, my friend. May our Lord be ever near you, strengthening and inspiring you.

  4. Phylicia,

    Magnificent, you were inspired by the Holy Spirit when you wrote this. Thank you for encouraging others. I cannot express with words how deeply this article has touched me.

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