I remember when His love first captured me and His all consuming fire ignited my soul, there was no doubt in my mind or heart that God would do something great with this life. A new babe in Christ and faith like a child — I believed the preachers when they said if we surrender all and give ourselves away that He would use us.

And that’s all I wanted. To offer all that I am to Him, to the One who rescued me. And give myself away — to Him. My greatest desire was to be used by God. There was nothing else I wanted more. I sat in those services, attended conferences and lingered long in the presence of God at the altars. And in those early years, God was breaking my heart for the world He loves. God was planting seeds of desire in my heart. I wanted to everyone to know God and know the Gospel Truth. Zealousness for God was like fire in my soul.

My best friend and I started a Bible club, the first of its kind in our public high school. And I thought, this is only the beginning. Surely God has called me to teach His Word to multitudes.

I sat under messengers of God and missionaries to the world and my heart broke more and the seeds went deeper. I desired to reach the world for Christ. I was burdened to feed the hungry and give clothes for the bare and water for the thirsty and the gospel for the lost. And thought, surely, God has called me to teach His Word to the Nations.

And I believed it. God would use me. Then I became a stay-at-home mom and my story takes a course that seemed contradictory to all the dreams I thought God gave me. And more of that part of my story will come later. 

I believed like a child, and after all the hard parts, I would need to believe like a child again.
Like my baby girl who wants to climb high. “Yes. To the moon!” she squeals, without a doubt in her mind she’s going to reach the moon.

Like my son who approached me at the kitchen sink while I am doing dishes one day, and states as-a-matter-of-factly, “I am going to invent something that the whole world will know about.” And then goes on about playing as if this is just common knowledge.

Like a child. Child-like faith. To imagine like a child His splendor and His majesty — our belief unhindered. And the impossibilities that become possibilities because we can imagine and believe God is able, and He wants to. And if we can imagine it, God can go beyond it.

May God captivate our hearts with dreams.

Write It Out: Will you journal your prayers today? Will you mark this day as a new beginning? Ask God to make it new. Ask God to renew your faith to be faith like a child. Will you search your heart for glimmers of the seed of the great-big-God-dream in your heart. What is it that you are afraid to even admit you are dreaming for because it might sound foolish? Write it out. You may think you don’t know, but maybe your heart does and your mind is reasoning your heart out of it. Be honest with God and yourself. And be a bit daring, too. Then, maybe take it a step further, be bold and tell someone.

Say it Loud:  “Now to Him Who, by the His power that is at work within us, is able to carry out His purpose and do superabundantly, far over and above all that we dare ask or think infinitely beyond our highest prayers, desires, thoughts, hopes, or dreams.”(Ephesians 3:20)


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