Maybe you’re like me.
Maybe you’re The Girl with the Dreams.
All your life you’ve been dreaming. You know you’re meant to do something great. You love your God and you’re passionate about life and you have fire in your veins that moves you forward even when the going gets tough.
But as time goes by, it becomes ever more elusive. You take a step toward your dream only to look up and see it’s moved farther away, like that frustrating level of Super Mario where the gold coins look close, but they’re actually across an impassable river of lava.
What in the world? Why is this happening? Are you just a character being moved by the remote of God in the direction of your dream, only to find out that the dream is at the next level, and you keep dying before you can even get there?
Seriously, this doesn’t make sense. You pray and you cry and you journal and you say to God, “Hey, don’t you remember who I am? I’m The Girl with the Dreams. I didn’t have to be, but You made me this way. I haven’t given up on them, and you know I’ve had to do hard things and cross rivers and climb mountains and say difficult goodbyes, yet here I am, and the dream’s over there and no matter what I do, it just stays over there.”
You walk and you walk and you run and you pray and sing and you believe and you kindle the flame in your heart when the nights grow cold and dim, because this is who you are. You’re The Girl with the Dreams.
I know how you feel. Girl with the Dreams, I get you. I hear you. In fact, I’m right there with you.
I don’t know why either. I really don’t know why. But as I walk through the valley and wrangle with spiders in my own Middle-Earth caves and as I look up in my brokenness and cry out to God, “I don’t know what’s happening, but I’m going to keep going…”
And you know, it’s here in this place of the wondering that I’m thinking about YOU.
That’s right. YOU. Girl with the Dreams. Boy with the Vision. I don’t understand all of the reasons why this has turned out so hard, but sometimes…just sometimes…I ache for someone to hold my hand and to look me in the eye and to say, “Just keep going. There’s a reason for this and it’s going to be ok. It’s going to be ok because this? This right here? This wandering and wondering and fighting and this never-getting-to-the-destination? THIS has a purpose. THIS is for a reason. Don’t give up. Don’t settle. Keep fighting. Keep going. You can’t see it yet, but God – that same God who made you this way – He sees the WHY and He is so completely trustworthy.”
Well, if I ache for that, maybe you do, too. So that’s why I’m here. That’s why I’m sitting in Starbucks looking at the lake, my heart raw and vulnerable in the midst of another season of disappointment and confusion, and I’m stirring up my passion, awakening my faith, because I know I’m not the only Girl with the Dreams that is in the middle of level 7 wondering how in the world not to die in this round.
I’m here for YOU. Because deep down in this God-dreaming soul of mine, I know that He is good. I know that He is faithful. I know that He didn’t have to invite me into His beautiful eternity-plan, His unbelievable Kingdom purposes, but He has invited me, and because I’ve got the invitation, I will be let in to the Promise. He gave me these dreams. He made me this way. So I must keep believing that His dreams inside of me will come to pass through me and because of that I am here for YOU. Because you’ve got to know all this, too.
You’ve just got to.
And I want you to fight and I want you to feel and I want you to live, and I don’t want you to give up.
Oh please, dear dreamer, don’t give up.
Because you know what else I know?
I know there’s an enemy on the prowl and he knows where the darkness is and oh, how he wants to take you out and take you there to the darkness to die. He will lie and scheme and try to convince you that you’re the Girl with Dead Dreams, that you’re the Boy Without Vision, but that is a LIE and that is a trick.
Because actually, he’s terrified of what’s inside of you. He knows the end of this story and he knows that if you don’t give up, if you don’t tap out, that the fire’s just gonna grow and the gold’s gonna be refined, and you’re going to do something that changes everything and sets other hearts on fire, and the effects are going to be not just here, not just now, but driven right into the core of eternity.
So let’s go. Let’s join together. Let’s link arms and scream into the night, “WE’RE NOT GIVING UP! Not today, not tomorrow. For we know Who we believe in and we know that He is faithful to finish what He has started. And He’s started something amazing in me.”
Let’s go, Frodo. Let’s go, Sam. Let’s go Susan and Lucy. Our mission is sure. Our Leader is Strong. It will be a fight. It will be a journey. But the story’s already been written. The mission has already been accomplished. So further up and further in. It may look like a desert now, but one day – and oh how I pray it will be one day soon – this desert will make sense because we’ll see the miracles wrought by our faith and our endurance.
The Girl with the Dreams. That’s me. That’s you. So let’s dream…and dream…and defiantly dream still. We’ll dream until it’s done.
This is just the beginning of the adventure…