It's What Dreams Are Made Of
Sometimes it seems to me like I don't even know what my dreams are anymore. I've always looked at people who "dream jump" and thought that they were so scattered. But in retrospect, I think I might be a dream jumper. Not intentionally, of course, but there's just so many things that I want to do that I don't really know what I want to do.
Do I want to be a Pastor? Depends on what day it is. Which leads me to believe that this is not my calling. I know this.
Do I want to work at Saladmaster for a long time? Some days I think yes, sometimes I think heck no.
Do I want to live in Arlington? Again, sometimes yes, more often times, no.
Do I want to be a writer? Gee, when I have time. But you make time for what you really want to do, sooooo....
Do I want to be a teacher? Perhaps. But why? Decent pay and guaranteed time off. But that's not a reason (to me) to choose a career.
I am a subscriber to the school of thought that says "if you love what you do, you'll never work another day in your life." Yes. That is a true statement. I love my job at Saladmaster. I've loved it from the beginning. And if my salary matched my skill set, this wouldn't even be a {one sided} conversation.
I want to live in New York City so bad I can nearly taste it. I have dreams. I want to be a part of something bigger than me. So does that mean I am in ministry in NYC? God willing. But I love being in the corporate world too. I LOVE it. But who do I want to serve? Me or God? My own dreams and desires or the ones God has for me? I'm feeling restless and like I don't have a clear direction. Every time I feel like I do, I get side swiped and my GPS goes janky and just keeps saying "recalculating."
So what's the real deal then? I need to ask God. Cuz clearly I have no idea. Even if I don't initially like what He has to say, I know I'll do far better on His plan for me than my own plan for me.
I'm just not ok with being limited or plateauing out at a certain level cuz of where I live or what I do. I believe that you really can do whatever you want to do. My brave friend, Heidi quit the security of a full-time job that she wasn't thrilled with to pursue something she loves. It's not easy all the time, but it's her dream, and she's living it. I admire her so much for having the chutzpah to do it.
I never aspired to anything cuz I never wanted to work hard. I never wanted to be the smartest or the most accomplished. I was just fine with barely getting by. It's all that mattered. But that's not ok with me anymore. I'm a grown up now and it's time to act like a grown up.
What are dreams made of? Blood, sweat, tears, confusion, drive, reward, disappointment, hesitation, accomplishment and getting what you've always dreamed of.
Do I want to be a Pastor? Depends on what day it is. Which leads me to believe that this is not my calling. I know this.
Do I want to work at Saladmaster for a long time? Some days I think yes, sometimes I think heck no.
Do I want to live in Arlington? Again, sometimes yes, more often times, no.
Do I want to be a writer? Gee, when I have time. But you make time for what you really want to do, sooooo....
Do I want to be a teacher? Perhaps. But why? Decent pay and guaranteed time off. But that's not a reason (to me) to choose a career.
I am a subscriber to the school of thought that says "if you love what you do, you'll never work another day in your life." Yes. That is a true statement. I love my job at Saladmaster. I've loved it from the beginning. And if my salary matched my skill set, this wouldn't even be a {one sided} conversation.
I want to live in New York City so bad I can nearly taste it. I have dreams. I want to be a part of something bigger than me. So does that mean I am in ministry in NYC? God willing. But I love being in the corporate world too. I LOVE it. But who do I want to serve? Me or God? My own dreams and desires or the ones God has for me? I'm feeling restless and like I don't have a clear direction. Every time I feel like I do, I get side swiped and my GPS goes janky and just keeps saying "recalculating."
So what's the real deal then? I need to ask God. Cuz clearly I have no idea. Even if I don't initially like what He has to say, I know I'll do far better on His plan for me than my own plan for me.
I'm just not ok with being limited or plateauing out at a certain level cuz of where I live or what I do. I believe that you really can do whatever you want to do. My brave friend, Heidi quit the security of a full-time job that she wasn't thrilled with to pursue something she loves. It's not easy all the time, but it's her dream, and she's living it. I admire her so much for having the chutzpah to do it.
I never aspired to anything cuz I never wanted to work hard. I never wanted to be the smartest or the most accomplished. I was just fine with barely getting by. It's all that mattered. But that's not ok with me anymore. I'm a grown up now and it's time to act like a grown up.
What are dreams made of? Blood, sweat, tears, confusion, drive, reward, disappointment, hesitation, accomplishment and getting what you've always dreamed of.