Dreams...

Dreams…. I recently heard the song about dreams song by Miley Cyrus. I am not a huge fan and the song is kind of corny, but I was intent on hearing the message in her song. It's all about the pursuit of your dreams and the mountains you must climb over to achieve those dreams. I have always admired people who knew exactly what their dreams were and they seemed to order their life around the pursuit of those dreams. Everything becomes measurable against those dreams.

I was wondering what are my dreams. I don't ever remembering having such dreams.
As I think back over the years I don't remember ever saying that I had a dream to be a business woman in a big city, however all the indications of that dream were there. I vividly remember sitting behind the drivers seat in the car and using the drivers seat headrest as my steering wheel. I would pretend to be driving the car as we rode around town. When we got home I would go into the house and hop into the elevator (coat closet), ascend to the 10th floor, exit the elevator/coat closet, and proceed to my apartment/bedroom, "unlock" the door, and I was home. While my sisters would play dolls and school, I like to play store. I would label everything in the basement with a price tag, set up a money box, and charge Terese Monopoly money to buy things at my store for her doll school house. So, while the dream of being a business-woman/money-counter may not have ever been visualized and verbalized, it was there. I am so thankful that even when we don't know of a dream which to order our lives around, that we have moments we can look back on and realize that God gives us those desires of our hearts that we didn't even know we had. I will never forget the feeling of pride as I put on that first business suit, packed up my briefcase, and drove to the first day on the job "in my own real car" "from my real apartment". It has been a great 14 years of suiting up. I have realized though that dreams can be put on hold for the pursuit of other dreams.

Never in my college days would I ever have imagined having kids, let alone having 3 of them and staying at home to take care of them. The older I have gotten though the more the dream of being a mom is coming clear. I love being a mom. It is a God-given privilege to have these strong desires and I am glad to have been given the opportunity.

I think I am a case of someone with dreams that I didn't even know I had and they are coming true. I am not necessarily a dream-driven person, yet a God-directed person. He always known much better than I.

...okay I realize this is a little sappy but I am allowed…you think about these things when you are 34 weeks pregnant and your whole world is about to change.