Our date of death is not the date etched on our tombstone. The day we stop dreaming is the day we start dying. When imagination is sacrificed on the altar of logic, God is robbed of the glory that rightfully belongs to Him. In fact, the death of a dream is often a subtle form of idolatry. We lose faith in the God who gave us the dream and we settle for a small dream we can accomplish without His help. We go after dreams that don’t require divine intervention. We go after dreams that don’t require prayer.
Today a friend introduced me to The Circle Maker: Praying Circles Around Your Biggest Dreams and Greatest Fears
by Mark Batterson. I read and took extensive notes on 4 chapters in a matter of 2 hours. And, now I’m blogging about it. This book has changed my life already and I’m only 1/4 of the way through. I wanted to share the above thought with you because I know how easy it is to down-size a dream. The older we get, the safer we play. And, understandably so. We have kids to budget for, a mortgage to pay for, and retirement to plan for. But, as our dreams shrink, is our faith shrinking, too? Have we become too calculated? Where’s our raw dependence on God?
What are your thoughts?
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