“What would you attempt to do if you knew you could not fail?”
A group of 15 socially-distanced twenty somethings quietly pondered our “ice-breaker” question at the start of bible study. We sat in silence for a good few minutes wondering “what if?” It was a hard question for me to answer. I am such a practical person and often motivated by the fear of the “what ifs” and the “how it could go wrongs,” that to come up with a dream like that was more challenging than I’d expected.
No way I could fail? Nothing could go wrong? What a concept!
“I’d launch my music career. I’d build a house. I want to own my own farm. I want to invent something extraordinary. I would like to go back in time and know I could come back (yeah that one came from my history nerd fiance).”
I said I would want to start a restaurant or gluten free bakery.
There was almost a sadness to the conversation as though these dreams feel unattainable, roadblocked, or a fancy from our childhood — young professionals, in the throes of corporate America, feeling too burnt out to dream. In this last year, we have collectively held our breath as the world paused and mourned and questioned the what ifs. Dreams quickly became replaced with wishes for a sense of normalcy. Job promotions were out of the question when job security was all we were hoping for. Taking a leap of faith and moving somewhere new seemed reckless and risky. Everyday life with community became irresponsible.
But, as more and more people began to share, you could feel the energy change in the room. A return to dreaming brought life and a few chuckles here and there. There was freedom in dreaming and it invited relationships to bloom through our common hopes.
This week has been what we call “Pre-Spring” or “Fake Spring” in the Northeast — sunny and 65 with birds chirping and the ground starting to thaw. Yes, we know it will probably still snow again before the end of the month, but nevertheless there is excitement in the air. With warm weather coming, vaccines being distributed by the millions each day, it is almost as if the collective breath we have been holding is finally starting to release creating a renewed sense of hope.
There is freedom to dream again.
Today, I am grateful for a Father who remains constant when my hope falters and for the ways I can see His common grace in something as simple as sunshine and 65.
Instead, you must worship Christ as Lord of your life. And if someone asks about your hope as a believer, always be ready to explain it. – 1 Peter 3:15 NLT
Now all glory to God, who is able, through his mighty power at work within us, to accomplish infinitely more than we might ask or think. Glory to him in the church and in Christ Jesus through all generations forever and ever! Amen – Ephesians 3:20-21 NLT
I will exalt you, Lord, for you rescued me. You refused to let my enemies triumph over me. O Lord my God, I cried to you for help, and you restored my health. You brought me up from the grave, O Lord. You kept me from falling into the pit of death. Sing to the Lord, all you godly ones! Praise his holy name. For his anger lasts only a moment, but his favor lasts a lifetime! Weeping may last through the night, but joy comes with the morning. – Psalm 30:1-5 NLT