SHE paints a new picture
When I was a teenager I couldn’t wait to get to college. Going to bed whenever I wanted, eating whatever I want, and just getting to make my own decisions seemed like the greatest rite of passage.
When I was a college student, I dreamed of the time when I wouldn’t have to take another final exam or meaningless elective. One day I would be working and I wouldn’t have to put that much effort into what I did everyday because of course anything you’re passionate comes about easily, right?
When I moved to Dallas, I dreamed I would work in an outpatient clinic and rent out a downtown apartment where I would take the DART to work every morning.
When I moved to the Bay, I just knew that I would become super outdoorsy and take on running and plant based diets as a new lifestyle.
Was I wrong,...about most of these plans at least.
My vision for those new life stages were based on a fantasy of how I thought things should go. I was sick of the current wintery season I was in and all I could focus on was Springtime!
"Once I get the perfect job, everything will go as planned."
"Once I get more independence I’ll finally be able to be free."
"Once I change environments I’m going to completely reinvent myself into a healthy machine!"
Social media doesn’t help as we scroll through the timelines of people who appear to be the bar setters for the lives we think we want, the relationship we don’t have, or the money we can’t seem to work hard enough to get.
Unfortunately, when we spend too much time fantasizing about what the next stage should look like and how everything will turn out, we set potentially false expectations that may never be met.
God is an artist. He is creative in the way He created each and every one of us, and therefore He did not rush a single second to create the unique purposes He has for our lives.
"For I know the plans I have for you,” declares the LORD, “plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future."
Therefore, when we allow unrealistic or flesh-led desires to establish what we expect the future to look like when our seasons change we will inevitably be disappointed. Again and again.
So I’m taking steps to re-establish a new normal. A normal that isn’t grounded in the quicksand of perfection or an idealistic idea of what the next step will look life. Instead I’m trying to spend more time watering the seeds that have already been planted so I can sit back and watch what will grow.
What fantasies about our future have you created?
What is one way you can begin to spend more time watering the seeds you already have before you see hem grow?