This weekend my dreams felt far. What are your dreams? Surely they have felt far from you, too. On the other hand, some of you may have your dreams close – maybe you are touching them. I am so glad. Even as I type this, I realize that sometimes we even forget some of our dreams that have come to fruition – we forget and therefore remain void of thankfulness. For this, I repent.
More often than not, I have noticed that with women we often hold our dreams in – we hang onto them close – like they might stop breathing if we let go of them. We are suffocating these creatures. These seeds in our hearts. Many times we don’t even voice our dreams out loud because they feel too big or too much. If we said them in words to other people, we are setting ourselves up for failure. We don’t ever think about what failures come from holding onto them tightly. What failures we are producing by hiding? What God-dreams we are never living? What hopes we are never letting God blow into realities?
We are suffocaters and we don’t even see it.
Don’t you know that your dreams in your heart, if planted by God, should be blown into by you – every day? In prayer, in doing, in seeking. Don’t we know that if we seek His face and ask Him if this dream is His or ours, He will show us and tenderly swing wide the gates or narrow the shoot. Don’t we trust in our Father to lead us into the right way, good way, best way?
Instead we cling.
I cling to Imperfectly Brave Living. But do you want to know something – want to know my God-dream? I want the whole wide world to be imperfectly brave. I want God to take back His rightful place. I want more that anything for us to faint, thirst, ache to be in His courts. This is my dream. I long for God to breathe into this place so I walk toward it slow and steady. Learning to voice my God-dreams out loud.
Learning to not be a suffocater.
My dream is that sweet Kansas City – sweet Liberty – my middle of the state, Missouri – I long to see Jesus change the corner of this world. I long for churches to be full, for believers to be uncomfortable, for us to dream dreams that only God could accomplish because they are so great big – Red Sea big.
This is my hope. This is where I stand. And I feel extremely uncomfortable just writing those words. Our biggest issue as women is that we have forgotten what we have been cleansed of and what we have moved into through knowing the God of the Universe — but God tells us and so I whisper it to us now –
“His divine power has granted to us all things that pertain to life and godliness through the knowledge of Him who called us to His own glory and excellence, by which He has granted to us His precious and very great promises, so that through them you may become partakers of the divine nature, having escaped from the corruption that is in the world because of sinful desire.” 2 Peter 1:3-4
Do not even tell me you didn’t fell the weight of all of that because GOD.
Girls, we have got to start getting this right. Church, we have got to stop worrying about our walls and fighting over petty issues and thinking it matters about whether or not we have the best program in the city. When will we get that we are called to His glory and excellence? When will we become partakers of His divine nature? When we embrace His promises? When will we understand that His divine power has granted to us all things?
Oh, dear girl, let’s move into these wide-open places. Let’s talk about our dreams. Let’s pray over them. Let’s seek His face so well and so much and so hard that we audaciously knock at His throne. Let’s do this – me and you – together.
What are your God-dreams? Go ahead – let’s talk about them. Let’s knock together.