Yesterday, as I was sitting in a small reed hut peeling garlic, my mind started drifting back to my Junior and Senior year of high school.
See, I used to like smoking weed a lot during those years so the most I was worried about was the next time someone would smoke me out or come through. Went in and out an awful lot on the idea of whether I thought God wanted to come through with the true desires of my heart. I feel like I had these real offbeat goals. Now I see that they were God’s will for my life but back then I just thought they were weird even though I wanted them.
For instance, there was this short phase where all I wanted to do after graduating was to put on a backpack and travel the world. I remember telling my family this and they were completely supportive…but hesitant to tell me it was a crazy idea all the same. And now I’m on the World Race.
And there was another time in my leadership class where they told us to draw a picture of where we want to be in 5 to 10 years. I drew a picture of me in Africa near a grass hut. Hm…
The whole “dreams come true” thing has always been cheesy in my opinion but I guess it’s just an easier way of saying that God gives us the deepest desires of our hearts. And it’s true. They say these things for a reason.
