“Deeper than our instinct to live is our longing to be alive.” Erwin McManus, Uprising
At what point do our dreams start to fade? What age do we start to feel embarrassed by our dreams?
From as young as I can remember, I was taught to dream.
As a middle schooler, I can remember sitting outside of Candy Cane Inn at Disneyland and having a conversation with my older brother, Ryan. And I remember Ryan asking me to dream, to name it, and then he challenged me to write out the steps it would take to reach the dream. My dream? To be a professional baseball player.
I have an earlier memory, however, of being in a third grade class and being asked to by a DARE police officer what our dream was for life.
When I told him I wanted to be a professional baseball player, he laughed and proceeded to tell me only the tiniest of percentages of people become professional baseball players, and it might be wise to dream of something different.
Why do some people fan the inspiration behind dreams and why do some people feel the need to squash them?
Because dreams are dangerous.
I’ve noticed that the older I get, the harder it is to dream.
Reality sets in.
Failures have made their mark.
Bills to pay, mouths to feed.
We listen to the voices of cynicism and mockery over the voices of encouragement and challenge.
In other words, I’ve learned along with many others that dreams are dangerous. And they become more dangerous the older we get.
But I don’t want age to have the final say.
No. See, I want to live. Truly live. And I’ve noticed that the more I dream, the more alive I feel. While it’s difficult to dream in the face of death – the voices of cynicism, mockery, and doubt — dreams are necessary to live. In fact, I’m starting to learn it’s more dangerous to NOT dream.
“The most dangerous person in the world is a person who does not understand how powerful God made them to be.” – Donald Miller
Dreams require faith, and faith is required in the midst of the impossible. And when we need the impossible, that’s when we need God and the power he has given us to most desperately show up. Dreams force us to intersect with God. And God makes us feel alive.
No matter the mockery, the doubt, the embarrassment or the potential for failure, I will dream.
What dreams do you need to resuscitate?