God-given dreams

My doorbell rang last Saturday about noon. It was a friend coming to pick up something from my house. He was holding a FedEx package in his hand that he’d noticed on my doorstep and handed it to me in greeting. After he left, I reached into the padded envelope and pulled out the first copy of my new book, Following God One Yes at a Time.

Gerry noticed the book sitting on the island when he came home soon after and that’s when the family went into high gear. Within hours a feast was prepared, flowers and gifts appeared and the local clan assembled to celebrate the realization of this, God’s dream for my life. There were prayers, toasts and a reading resulting in lots of laughs and a few tears of gratitude and joy.

As mentioned before, I dreamed of being an author in my twenties and this dream — from God — was not realized for almost three decades. But God’s dreams don’t die. Instead He brings them to fruition in His own time. In the meantime I was busily pursuing other dreams He had given me, some of which were: to be a stay-at-home mom, to be involved in my church, to provide healthy meals at a reasonable cost, to have the freedom to volunteer, to home-school our son for a few years.

So how do you know if the dream is from God? If you can answer these questions with a yes, then you can be pretty sure it is His dream for your life and not your own bright idea: