Each of us lives our life on a journey, what we call our story. Experiences build chapters that mold us into who we are today and who we are becoming. We have a responsibility to learn from our past hurts and become better for it, not bitter.
Here is one chapter of my story.
As a young child, I was unpopular. I was overlooked and bullied. No one knew who I was.I can remember other kids talking about the popular kids, saying, "Oh, she is with so-and-so,” maybe cousins or best friends with someone of influence. But I was not connected with any well-known individual.
I didn't have designer clothes. Kids laughed at the colorful vests my mom crocheted for me. We shopped at K-mart or a good J.C. Penney sale. My sneakers were the K-mart special. All the kids knew it and let me know it. I can remember begging for better shoes.
Finally, in 8th grade I got a pair of Jordache jeans for Christmas. In the 80s all the popular kids were wearing them. I wore them every day and got teased for that!
Kids on the bus would pull my hair, spit on me, kick me, and start trouble with me all the time. I was alone and depressed most of my years growing up. I had one or two friends that I latched onto for security.
I spent a lot of time in my head. I eventually learned to talk with God, as He was the only one who seemed to care.
Loneliness and isolation caused me to be a dreamer. My first real dream was to have my own horse. I can remember the times I spent outside envisioning that one day, I would be loving and caring for such a majestic animal. To be able to ride one would be the cherry on top!
That dream came true when I was 12 years old. It forever changed my life. It came in the most unlikely of ways. I was invited to join 4H and the leaders invited me to work with their horses. It was a true gift from God.
Looking back, I see that my horse gave me purpose, kept me out of trouble, and allowed me to grow as a person outside of the turmoil in school. I would ride for hours in the woods talking with God, making up poems, and simply enjoying the peace and serenity the entire experience allowed me.
There have been so many dreams in between that 12-year-old girl and the woman I am today. I am a dreamer. I have come to find the desires of my heart are placed there by God Himself. He coordinates the journey to bring the dream to life! God is a loving God. The more I experience His love, the more I am able to love on others and dream even bigger dreams.
What about you? Remember when you were little? What dreams did you have? Did you want to be a ballerina, a baseball player, a firefighter, a teacher? Are your dreams tucked away on the shelf of your heart? Or have you seen them come true? Share your story!
Dreams really do come true. Believe in yourself! Give yourself permission to see your desires come to pass. Embrace the gift of dreaming and dream big! Who can you help because of your dream? You just may be the answer to someone else’s prayers by allowing your dream to come alive!
Now unto him that is able to do exceeding abundantly above all that we ask or think, according to the power that worketh in us, unto him be glory in the church by Christ Jesus throughout all ages, world without end. Amen. Galatians 3:20,21
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