A friend of mine went as a social entrepreneur to a third world country, focusing on the most marginalized people group.
From time to time, he would go to a new community, gather the men and ask them “If you could do any job you wanted in this nation, what would you do?”
Invariably, the answer came back: “What do you need us to do?”
No matter how he argued that it was not about his need but their dreams, the answer remained essentially the same.
They had been so ground down, for so many generations, that the capacity to dream has been obliterated.
Contrast that with X Factor and other talent search programs.
You have an endless line of people with a dream. There are a tiny handful of cocky ones. Most are somewhere between nervous and on the edge of panic.
They know the odds are that this will be their one and only chance to catch an onramp to fame with their voice.
They know they are singing before a huge crowd, alone, in the spotlight. They know that the verdict will be swift, public, indelible, and sometimes delivered with a cruel twist.
They know that their closest friends are present and watching, and if they humiliate themselves, it will be before a large group of strangers, AND those whose opinion of them matters the most.
It is a daunting proposition.
Most leave with a dashed dream. Few with validation and hope for a commercial future.
And still they come.
A beautiful thing.
Dreamers who are willing to risk much to pursue their dream, no matter how improbable.
A very beautiful thing.
Blessed is the culture that permits dreamers to dream, and occasionally even gives them a leg up the first rung of the ladder.
At times I dream so BIG they feel as if I can reach out and grab them. Love dreaming! Gives me hope in a wonderful future!!
Starting to learn woodworking while my husband and I are both unemployed may not have been the path that most would have taken, but for me it was an outlet. My desire to build beautiful things from wood was stronger than the fear.....or maybe it was the therapeutic aspect of woodworking that was stronger. I'm not sure. There are several other dreams brewing deep in my heart still waiting for the season of their fulfillment to arrive. Until then I will keep them tucked away, allowing the flavor of each to reach its fullest potential. "And your pursuit?" Some of that remains to be seen I suppose.
I will never forget meeting a gentleman from Africa in New Hampshire at Mt.Washington Hotel a few years back serving breakfast doing an internship there and was going back to Africa where their culture helps and encourages them to start their own business with finances to do so. The Culture encouraged their dreams in a very realistic way.
As far as my experience, in the culture I have lived.....depending on the dream.....it can be a long road and costly to obtain ones dream. As a young College student paying most of my way; to raising kids and encouraging them in their dreams and a spouse finishing college while working and raising a family.
God's timetable is interlocked with our dreams ,thankfully because He is Sovereign and sees past the potholes and hurdles along the way.
Their are sparks and a drive ignited in my spirit to walk with God to see His dreams for me ,my family and other believers come to pass.
The support for dreams to come into reality has not come from the church ,nor some close relatives but from hidden treasures in the heart of God. Praise Him!
Love dreaming. With dreaming there is so much hope. It lacks in dark futility and is full of bright possibilities and potential. Right now I can dream only for certain parts of my life while others not so much, but I can dream for when I'll be able to dream BIG without restraint! I have hope.
I come from South America and even though my mother invested in a good education (to have a "better future" or the right word, should be "different future") through rough times in life I couldn't perfom accordinly to what my mother invested in me, so bad arguments and disappoints came instead between us. Why I couldn't perform... well I was totally empty in my Spirit, dry and dead, full of head philosophies from others, etc... but dry as a desert, due to african slavery (part of my family line) and cero father figure in the family for at least 4 generations (dysfunctional family curse). Well I commit myself to break this and few months ago I started asking myself about what I would like and I always dream of having my own business, maybe a supermarket, but it have been difficult to find out what's next after that, I have been thinking in a goal planner or better creating one for people like me, who want to change but doesn't know how to start.. thanks..
Replied by : Arthur Burk
Dreams and hope are equivalent in my mind. This old poem has always stuck with me, “Hold fast to dreams for if dreams die, life is a broken – winged bird that cannot fly.”
Dreams are the only thing I have. I dream with God because I'm in the location God wants me to be but am surrounded by non believers and r e l i g i o u s people; strong Catholic presence.
I have such a thirst for God that if I didn't listen to you and others I would give up. Thank you for being there.
I love this! Dreaming is essential in becoming...