My Dreams... - All about what I hope for in the future.... - Miscellaneous

Dreams haven't come easy lately. Since I've been here at school, I've become very confused about what God wants for me. Being that way, I am actually afraid to dream for fear of another dream falling through because it is not God's plan for my life. But I have one dream that still lives though life's thrown me curves, and that gets me all excited when I talk about it...

YOUTH PASTOR'S WIFE

This has only been a dream of mine for a little over two years now, but it's grown into a desire. If God wills it, wonderful! If not, I will be more than happy because I will be in His will. I've learned that I dream with too many details, but if I could continue to do so, this would be my life...

I would live in a small house somewhere within the midwest. ((I can't believe I want to stay here!)) I'd live with my husband who comes home every night with stories all about how his youth ministry is going, and with my kids who love soccer and volleyball ((of course!)). I dream of bringing my kids to youth functions and watching all the teenagers interact with them and impact their lives. My kids and I would join my husband in every youth activity possible. My husband would be respected, but considered much more a friend than a teacher. He'd be close with each teen and cry at all their weddings... especially when he performs them :) I want to be his best friend who he goes to for constructive criticism and a shoulder to cry on. We would be so in love. His kids would look up to him and love him. We would have very few things, depending on thrift stores and sales. But we would be joyfully content, because we'd be exactly where our Heavenly Father desires us. Ah! I get tears in my eyes just thinking about it!

WRITER

Every time I think about becoming a writer, I think about how I can't wait to be a mom! It's like a chain reaction. Of course I would love to write a best seller. Oh, but if I had to choose I would definitely pick this: Tucking in my sweet little children and telling them a goofy story off the top of my head about purple poka-dotted monsters that prance around in the field with the pink bunny rabbits. My children would giggle as they add little details here and there into my stories. They would grow up and tell their children stories much like mine, just like I got my ideas from my dad. That's the kind of writing career I dream of. Maybe... some day.

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