Some Dreams are Made of Reality

I stared out at the lake hugging my jacket close and wondering what had possessed me to think 45 degrees warm enough for a picnic. The wind sliced past me, but I was smiling in spite of the nippy weather. My heart was light and my eyes were misty. Climbing over the rocky boundary between land and lake were my favorite people in the world: Marshall, Jaden, Roman…and Joel. How many days had I longed for this? How many outings had I put on a brave face and accepted the role of “single parent”? How many missed opportunities for family time had I mourned over the past 3 years? Too many to count, for certain. But standing by Lake Michigan and gazing out across it’s glistening expanse, my heart felt full, and the lost years felt like merely a blip on the radar of life.

Often in recent months I have discussed candidly with my closest friends how different life seems to turn out from our dreams and expectations. How many disappointments we face and how often the road of life twists and turns without our permission! It is the plight of humanity. None of us are in control of our own destiny, to be sure. Some times the pseudo control we grasp at is more reassuring than at other times. And while I cannot deny disappointment, I can truly say with a full and grateful heart, that this path, not of my choosing, is a path of God’s redemption, a path of joy, a path of hope, and renewal.

Standing by the lake on Good Friday afternoon, my heart soared with praise and thanksgiving to my heavenly Father, who indeed makes all things beautiful in HIS time.


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