My heart is full. . .
I serve a God of miracles.
It's not the first time that He has made one of my greatest dreams a reality.
I'm in the middle of pouring out my thanks to God when a thought hits me. . .
God has dreams too.
It's not just me, a weak human being, that is dependent on another for my dreams to be fulfilled--my pitiful, limited, unintelligent dreams.
In contrast to mine, God's dreams are beautiful, perfect, higher than this world. Yet He, the God of the universe, is dependent on me--yes, this helpless human being--to fulfill His dream.
He chose to fulfill my dream.
Will His dream be fulfilled??
It's my choice. It's your choice.
Father, I'm ready. . . ready to lay aside my shortsighted dreams for your dreams--your infinitely higher, more beautiful dreams.