“Here comes that careless dreamer. Can’t you see the gleam in his eyes? Walking around like he’s somebody’s redeemer- becoming everything that we despise.
Who does she think she is to dream so ridiculously? To foolishly think she can change the world- that just baffles me!
…Let’s kill him-
Yes- release our hate. Seal his fate.
Kill his hopes
Break his spirit
Shut down his voice so we can no longer hear it-
Make her weak- sell her out
ignore her cries and leave no doubt
That she is alone- that no one cares-
His futures blown & life’s just not fair.
Bow in shame. Curse the name.
Ahh… And we shall see what will become of the dream.”
-Wendy M. Reynolds
You ever had a dream and folks hated on you because of it? I mean they might not have come right out and said “I hate you” or “your dream is stupid”, but their actions proved it. They belittled you, conspired against you- looked for every opportunity to make you feel that what you believe is umm… delusional- that you’re on the wrong path- that your dream is unobtainable and foolish. Because they don’t see it. They don’t understand it or buy into it— because guess what? It’s not their dream. They may never buy into it until it becomes something they can see or something that benefits them.
I don’t have many regrets but one regret I do have is trying to convince those closest to me to see my dream- to get it- to get me. Wasted time. Wasted effort. Added heartache. Unneeded discouragement. And that was my fault. They weren’t going to get it- and I shouldn’t have expected them to- not while it was in the dream phase. It is my dream, my mission, not theirs. It is my faith walk, not theirs. I set myself back. Although I never doubted my God given dreams, I begin to doubt me and my ability to walk them out. I mean if I can’t even convince the folks who have known me all my life… come on now.
The enemy of my faith played me like a violin… for a while. He’d create a pit and after a minute, I didn’t even need anyone to put me in it. I’d just jump into myself. He knew which strings to pull. he knew which distractions to send. he knew where my hurt- my unhealed wounds were- he set the atmosphere- played the music of chaos, betrayal, negativity, self doubt and grief- played my emotions like they were piano keys until finally I remembered…
I remember asking God, “Where are You? My world is upside down. It seems like I’m losing everything. His response was “Where am I? Where are you? Why are you allowing the enemy to get so close to you that he can whisper in your ear. he is full of lies and you know it. There is no truth in him and you know it. he targeted you and you know it because I told you that he would. he is afraid of you- afraid of your dream, your influence, the fact that you have the tongue of the learned and you know what to say to those whom he makes weary.” I heard God in the midst of the storms- through the whirlwind- through the chaos- through my exhaustion and I begin to remember what He put on the inside of me and why it was so important that it be released. No offense but the opinions of folks didn’t matter to me any more. I got back to concentrating on the only voice that mattered- His voice and His Great grace. I knew that He had graced me for greatness- I knew that what He put in me would make a difference and change the world- one life and one word at a time. Hear me, I’m not coming from a puffed up place. I’m coming from a place of truth- a place that we all have to get back to if we are ever going to be who we really are. Look around you. The world is in trouble. You are the answer to someone’s issue. The light God placed in you can break through the darkest night. Your story, your dream is not just for you- not just about you and when you get that- when you understand that, you will also understand why the opposition has been so fierce. You will also understand that God is greater than that opposition. You’ll understand that Gods got you- that all things are working together for your good- and that your experience- the truthfulness of your experience- the realness of your experience- of your trials will comfort somebody else who is walking the walk of faith.
I’m reminded of Elijah (1 Kings 19), who after great triumph, suffered an emotional blow which led him to want to give up. He was tired. He had been targeted. And after an experience with God in a cave, after God listened to him and talked to him, God said, ok, now get back on your path. Look at Joseph (Gen. 37-50)- He went on to walk out his dream and ended up providing for those who wouldn’t provide for him- those who wouldn’t support him- those who tried to kill him, sell him out and set in motion his future pain. Joseph came to understand that it wasn’t just about him. He was placed in position to effect change and help others to live. That’s just how important the dream is- your God given dream and purpose. That’s why the enemy fights you for it and he doesn’t fight fair. he is afraid that if you ever discover who you really are- what you really have on the inside- who God really is to you, you’ll not only walk in freedom but cause others to do so as well.
So don’t let go of it- your God given dream. You will come to see its fulfillment as vital- something to fight for through the storms, the chaos, the hurts, the betrayals, the pain, the discouragement, the uncertainties. You will stand and say, “Ahhh… this is what I was created for.”