I think I had a moment the other night while I was laying in bed that I felt mad and questioned God.

I dream. I dream big dreams.
And I plan things out sometimes even down to the conversations. It’s kinda crazy.
But I’ve always been great friends with my imagination and so I plan out dreams and days and future events only to be disappointed when they never happen just as I had “dreamed”.

And so that night I was upset with God.
He hadn’t gone along with “my plans”.
I apologized later while I was praying.

The fact of the matter is that we can’t see from His perspective. We don’t understand like He knows.

His timing is best. His way is best.
Every. Time.

So should we still dream big dreams? Are dreams from God to encourage us on the journey? Or are they just distractions and disappointments?

Hudson Taylor once said,
“Dream a dream so big that unless God intervenes... it will fail”.

So maybe I’m not dreaming big enough...
Maybe I’m putting God in a box...
Maybe...

Hummm...
Think I’ll dream on that awhile.

For I know the plans I have for you,” declares the Lord, “plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future. -Jeremiah 29:11