I am rather certain there are many things I will do in my lifetime and many things I will not. Both categories will contain things which I have dreamed about and things I would be much more contented by without my participating.
I have spun many tales in my mind’s eye of the way things ought to go for me. Dreams upon dreams, many much too ridiculous for me to even write down, although those are probably the things I will pursue anyway, being ridiculous as they are makes me want them the most.
Unreasonably, I am under the audacious impression of fulfilled dreams and soon-to-be realized expectations. I suppose my remarkable stubbornness and convinced ideals that dreams are not so far out of reach or ridiculous plays rather large a role in my notions toward absurd hopes.
It would be correct to assume, as well, these great audacious impressions of great things to come root themselves quite deeply in the belief the Bigger Picture lends itself to fulfilling dreams. That God is delicately weaving in remarkably strong strands of so grandly unimaginable purposes and opportunities for which we must only say yes to for them to express fullness of promised actualization.
Yes is a rather strange remarking because of its weightiness and the promises built into its utterance.
Nonetheless, it is often very much worth letting this one little word escape in response to God’s prompting.
It is not so great a thing to whisper in conjunction with our own feeble ideas of what would be best for us to carry out in our own plans and by our own means. Perhaps our little, self-made dreams could go exactly as we plan—leaving us out of fullness anyway. For nothing designed or fulfilled by man, in as independent a way as one can carry out their own plans, is ever going to be anything but shallow and ultimately futile in comparison with the inexpressibly magnificent ways God would most like to be expressed in us.
We cheapen our destinies and disregard greatness in the ridiculous attempts to make ourselves great alone. God In Us and God With Us has already made us great on His Merit. We downplay that we are called Saints and Children and Heirs.
We forget, too, our lives are not our own. Our lives are not meant for us to disregard what King of kings has to say to us in order that we may squander our time, talents, and bodies on the temporary and insufficient. But we do it anyway. I am notorious for it. We all are.
We have known His character and looked at His promises—we have proclaimed, “YES! What a Great God!” And then we have acted differently.
In our attempted self-glorification, we have failed to understand that when we decide our own strength is sufficient and step away from that Light of Life (as well as we can manage, for we cannot truly remove ourselves from Him apart from our eternal decisions), we are performing for people who are trying to look at us in the dark. For without the Light of Life, everything is blinding darkness. We are performing on a stage with no lighting; we are running lines without any actionable display; we are trying to impress people who cannot see what is really happening.
I don’t say any of this to cause guiltiness to rise up and expect such a feeling as that to change the way we live. I say all of this in a hopeful attempt to force us to evaluate our lives and our dreams. For I have many dreams, but I have only one life. Many dreams will be fulfilled in this one life, but not all of the dreams are part of the Ultimate Glory of Christ. I expect as I write down all of my aspirations and hopes, I will be able to quite easily tell what is woven together with the fabric of Heaven and what I have stamped out with my own hands.
I have the audacity to believe the dreams we come up with on our own matter to God. He holds us in a strangely, undeservedly high position, and so, those desires matter to Him.
More than our desires, though, we matter to Him. And so, on that note, He will walk hand-in-hand with us, whispering His dreams into our destinies—dreams which hold much higher purpose and fulfillment than what we might ever come up with in our own right.
God is not taking our dreams, crafted in our own little minds, and dashing them to pieces. He is reshaping our dreams and mirroring our hearts after His.
“One must face the fact that all the talk about His love for men, and His service being perfect freedom, is not (as one would gladly believe) mere propaganda, but an appalling truth. He really does wat to fill the universe with a lot of loathsome little replicas of himself—creatures whose life, on its miniature scale, will be qualitatively like His own, not because He has absorbed them but because their wills freely conform to His… He wants servants who can finally become sons… the Enemy [God] wants a world full of beings united to Him but still distinct.”
– C. S. Lewis, The Screwtape Letters –
Let us take our dreams to a Father Who is overwhelmingly in Love with us and ask Him to do with them what He will. For He takes our ¼ inch thread and adds to it an entire tapestry.