Several months ago I wrote how the aftermath of the past few years left me without any dreams.
No dreams for the future could be mistaken for the absence of hope. However, instead of a place of despair, it’s a time of peace and hope.
No dream equals no expectations for the future. It means living in the moment; focusing on today rather than on wishes for tomorrow.
Most important, the lack of dreams allows me to remain open for whatever God sends my way. No missing good things God has for my life while single-mindedly focusing on what I think I want.
The lack of a dream is a sweet spot where I can be content in the now, while holding my future with open hands. It’s trusting God without trying to convince him that my future should go in a certain direction, as I was apt to do in the past.
Perhaps God is preparing me for a future completely different than anything I’m capable of dreaming.
With God’s power working in us, God can do much, much more than anything we can ask or imagine.
Eph 3:20 (NCV)
This time of living in the moment is good for me, and it’s good for my children. There is no waiting, no wishing, no human plans to crumble… only living in the moment and being grateful for what I have.
Does that mean I’ll never have a dream again?
No. But I’m content to wait for a dream and just live in the now. It’s not a lack of hope; it’s a place of savoring.
It’s a lesson in contentment and learning to trust.
Beauty for ashes. I’m recoginzing the beauty that has already started to bloom in these ashes.
I’m savoring the now, rather than training my eyes on the beauty that is coming. It’s not that I don’t think beauty is coming, but that I don’t need to worry about it, plan for it, beg God for it.
It’s already there, out on the horizon. The best God has for me. I have no idea what it is, or what it will look like. That’s okay… it’s more than okay… it’s beautiful.
Hope without a dream = trust in God’s plan and provision.