My Impossible Dreams...Aren't

Back when I worked at the station, I learned about a writer named Courtney Walsh. Back then (like that was sooooooooo long ago!!!) she had released some books about scrapbooking your faith, so I think that probably immediately sums up why I wanted to know more about her. Then she released a series of books about a group of friends who scrapbooked in a lovely place called Sweethaven, and again, I felt like we must be kindred spirits.

Courtney blogged fairly regularly then, and often talked about the things happening in her day-to-day life, not just her writing life. One day, she posted this, which included a printable about understanding that your impossible dreams...aren't. I didn't have a color printer then, but I printed it out anyway, stuck it in a spare frame, and put it on my desk right there at the station.

I was a in a precarious position then. I was working my dream job, and dreaming about a different kind of life. Wait. What does that even mean?

I loved my job. It was dreamy in every way, except the way that made me drive hundreds of miles a week and kept me away from my brand new husband. I dreamed about being a homemaker and being able to breathe and having time to read and write.

God graciously allowed that dream to come true, as you know, and when I cleaned out my office at the station, I moved that black-and-white-copy-paper framed photo into my home office. It has a place of honor right there among all the other things that inspire me. It's starting to look a bit wrinkly, but I don't want a fresh copy. I just want my original dream-inspiring print.

My impossible dream of being a stay-at-home wife, writer, and speaker wasn't so impossible after all. God made a way.

I see that little print every time I walk in the office, and in recent days, it's taken on new meaning for me again.

October is the month in which I reflect on the past twelve months (work-wise) and think/dream ahead to the next twelve. And in typical Bekah-fashion, I've been planning for my month of planning. (Yeah, that's a real thing.) Dreams are taking shape, prayers are shaping up behind them, and I am eager to see what God has in store.

I think the whole point of dreams is that they're supposed to feel a little bit impossible.

If you're dreaming some dreams today too, don't give up on them. You just never know what God might have in store! I sure didn't have a clue back when Courtney wrote that post that I would get to realize my secret dream of tending to my home while working from it. And who knows what other dreams God will bring to fruition in the next year...for both of us!

Dream big, my friend!