When youre young, the life ahead of you is a pristine, never-opened book. It has that intoxicating new-book smell. Youve just cracked the cover, the pages are white and clean, and you absolutely know theres a grand story ahead. When youre very young, you could be a cowboy or a ballerina. In the glory of youth, you and your friends are dread pirates, widely-adored pop stars, superstar athletes, gallant knights, or a queen whose rule is just and kind. Later, the fantasies fade, but the dreams become more focused. Maybe youll be the first human being on Mars, or the doctor who cures breast cancer. The story is whatever you want it to be, and youre still in the opening pages of your great novel. You know, though, that the story will be great. You know you have a destiny, a purpose in this life. Some of those dreams are your own, its true. But some of those dreams, those hopes of destiny, are from God.
Posted on: Fri, 29 Nov 2013 14:16:31 +0000