Dream: A wish your heart makes when you’re fast asleep.
I’ve had a lot of dreams. When I was a little girl I wanted to be an entomologist. Then I had a dream I was an entomologist and I woke up in a cold sweat. I stopped dreaming of being an entomologist. Then I dreamed of being a concert pianist. That one lasted for a long while. It was killed by laziness and a lack of aptitude. After pianist was ethnomusicologist. A fancy word for ethnic music geek. That lasted until the summer after my junior year when I took a CNA class. The result was a long bit of praying and eventually a change in dream.
If I’ve ever dreamed of never being something it was a nurse. I refused to be in the medical field. Blood, needles, wounds, sick people….. no. not me. never.
And yet my dream changed. I don’t know how that happened.
I’ve always had a certain dream though. One that hasn’t changed, and I think that’s because it’s in the heart of every human being. I dream of being pursued. Of having an amazing individual decide that I’m worth the time and effort.
Of all of my dreams this is the only one that has and possible will ever come true. And honestly that has to be okay with me. I’m not guaranteed any of my dreams, but I am guaranteed this.
I have a God in heaven who pursues me. A God who makes me want to be the best version of myself without making me feel like I need to be the best version of myself.