Sometimes I have too many thoughts in my head. Okay,
most all of the time. I’ve looked into Myers Briggs Personality Types again as I’ve thought of dreams. I affirm the importance of knowing when you’re in your element. In reading about all the types, I am beginning to see patterns where God has used me and directions where I feel He is leading me. I am an INFJ if you were dying wanted to know.
I do believe God stretches us and we can often find ourselves in places where our strengths seem vastly inadequate for the task at hand. God has a way of calling the weak to move mountains, and it’s only in His strength that could possibly happen. He gets the glory.
But He also gets the glory when He orchestrates His will on earth through the very distinct threads and fibers that wind together and make us who we are. He gets the glory when the gifts He has knit into our being are called upon to honor Him.
The older I get, the more I realize there are some things that I am just not good at. I used to believe that to improve on our weaknesses we should focus our energies there until we overcome the areas that are less than skillful. But what I found was that my drive was then sapped to do the things that I was really naturally inclined to.
Recently, I saw a friend tweet that they don’t like the movie Rudy to which there was vigorous comical debate as to how someone could hate the classic underdog story of a man who had almost no talent or athletic prowess fixing his sights on playing football for Notre Dame and then proceeding to doggedly chase down that dream with extreme persistence and dedication. In the end, he played three plays and his teammates carried him off the field to the inspired applause thundering from the stands.
How could this David and Goliath story not be loved?
The truth is I didn’t like it either.
I know that this goes against a lot of what we are taught in terms of work ethic and devotion to betterment and a “you can do anything you set your mind to” mentality, but I can’t help wondering what Rudy could have accomplished if he had pursued something with that same vigor, which he had a higher aptitude for.
I don’t believe in a random scattering of coincidences, or in God flinging us into being and haphazardly plunking us down on this earth to do the best we can.
I believe He is a God of intention, a God of orchestration and influence. He makes a way for our steps and illuminates our paths if we walk in obedience.
So I did the scary part last week. I named my dreams out loud. The dreams I believe He has placed within me and is equipping me for each step of the way.
Today we were supposed to do one small thing towards our goal. One thing that could be done in 15 minutes or so. Being the overachiever that I am
and the fact that the first one only took a DM, I did two.
First, I accepted the offer to mentor, guide, and encourage a group of women in their pursuit of writing out of their hearts. The email came out of the blue and after praying about it, I felt it was a divine answer to my dream of speaking into women’s lives in a tangible way.
I said yes. I’ll be talking more about that soon.
Second, I filled out the forms to renew my passport. My last one expired in 2001, right as I was celebrating my baby’s first birthday and in my mind, kissing goodbye my wanderlust and hopes for missions as the pressures of life seemed to mount. Today, I am renewing more than forms to get me into Africa. I am renewing a dream that God will provide a way.
How are you doing with your dreams? I really do want to know so leave me a comment and let’s do this thing together.