Something always proceeds greatness and I was trying to think of a time when I achieved something worthy of the name progress.
There is only one thing.
The thing that has always gone before me.
The thing that has strengthened my spine tall to face challenges. The thing that has set my eyes on a clear path. The thing that whispered to me in the quiet hiss of doubt and shouted deep into my pride with the booming voice of true majesty.
I have erected alters. Stacked stone words high to remember.
At each point when I have been redeemed, rescued, raised up to face the Goliaths that seem to taunt my dreams, my God, my calling, I have placed these words down in remembrance. Because my mind grows lazy with the keeping of His glory.
When trials come and waves crash violently and I hear the wood creak and groan and I know at any moment I will be pitched over to drown in the churning dark, how quickly I forget His calming voice. But for the burning altar.
A journal of prayers both answered and asked. Some resolved with the parting of seas and some with a still small voice.
My father used to preach on the cost and process of making a disciple.
In three points, he would explain that God gives us a promise. That is the seed of passion planted deep and budding forth. The stuff where dreams live.
Then comes the problem. The choking weeds, the glaring sun, the drought, the blasts of arctic air scorching the ground with frost. And this is where dreams die. Because if we don’t plant those dreams deep they have no chance.
“The task must be made difficult, for only the difficult inspires the noble-hearted.” ― Soren Kierkegaard
If we persevere, we get the promise. But we can’t get here without going there. Show me a man who has been handed everything and I’ll show you one who doesn’t deserve it.
This may seem like a heresy that flies in the face of grace but it is no contradiction. For it is by grace, that God as both savior and Lord, refines us. We are in effect ransomed from our very selves and set apart for Him. God would not be so cruel as to leave us to our own devices.
God can make all of our dreams come true. He doesn’t hold back because He is not a kind master. He holds back because in the pursuit we become like Him. The goal is our good accomplished by the process it takes to chase down God Sized Dreams.
If this is so, then it is never in sheer will or application that we aspire to accomplish them.
The function of prayer is not to influence God, but rather to change the nature of the one who prays.”- Soren Kierkegaard
It is by prayer that we commune and consume the very breath of God’s words and will.
It is on bended knees that we find the strength to stand. It is in our silent moments with God that we find the words to speak before the masses. It is in our moments of prayer that He paves the way to follow Him.
If I retrace the glimpses of glory along the way, every move of God in my life has been proceeded with prayer. Always with prayer. When I pray, it changes my heart. It changes my focus. It makes God sized Dreams possible. I have prayed this before and I still lack, but Lord, make me a woman who prays.
Our goal this week in pursuit of our God sized dreams was to think back on another time when you took positive action in your life. Look back on progress made in the past and find a repeatable step in there.