A week or so ago, for no reason in particular, I woke up at 2am and could not go back to sleep. I tossed and turned for a few minutes before pulling my phone from the nightstand, opening my Pinterest app and attempting to pin myself back to sleep.
Around 2:45 I decided I would use my time wisely and take a shower. In a homeschooling home with five children, I admit, showers are hard to come by on a daily basis.
A few minutes later, I was standing in the shower tossing over and over in my mind this God Sized Dream thing that had been nagging me for months. I see the posts, tweets and pins from other bloggy writers sharing dreams so big only God can make them come true. I remembered the post sitting in my draft folder; the one where I explain how I am afraid to ask for another God Sized Dream, because I have been granted so many.
That’s when it happened. A random thought skipped through my mind that would leave me standing there chasing after the depth of it until the cold water would shake me back to reality.
The thought was simply this: Admitting who we want to be means acknowledging who we are not.
The truth is, I have this dream of who I want to be and what I want my life to look like. Though, I am not who I used to be, I am not who I want to be. The truth is, I am somewhere in between.
It’s Friday, and I’m joining Lisa-Jo again. Every week, she gives the prompt and lots of crazy-brave women write for five minutes. No worrying, over-thinking or editing; just the overflow of hearts in words on screens. Then they post it all here for you to read and be encouraged.