Realizing a dream...

Growing up my grandmother always taught how important education was. It was then my desire to become a teacher.....by the time I was 17 I learned I was great in math I then wanted to become an accountant in an office helping figure out bills or something. I didn't know for sure but I pictured myself in a black suit with white shirt and people looking to me with high esteem. I graduated high school and went in to start college as an accountant.....lost interest, they funded me my scholarship, I spent it on clothes at the mall and some things for my new apartment. Two children later I got serious about church and God and began to dream about who I was and what I'd become in my life. True to Christian nature I was ready to take on the world, save people, and cast out some of the biggest demons out there. I was the secret weapon and I would be fearless! 4 children later, therapy for sexual abuse issues turned my focus inward. I needed help. That nugget of truth I'd received from my connection with God grounded me. I held fast to the essence of who I was and that was someone with purpose and a future. Someone with unique gifts and talents. One who could touch people at the heart and soul of their issues. I loved who I was to become.
I could see myself in some place great but I was unsure where that place was because I'd lost my desire to be within the four walls of the church. In my time of therapy and looking inward I saw the many people who were hurting and in need but they were not church goers, they were everyday ordinary people. They were people like me who had faith but maybe not by one set of standards. Moreso they were people who needed light. So as I look back over scriptures that had been spoken to me through spirit I saw that opening blind eyes meant bringing people out of their dark places. I knew that seeing the heart meant listening without judgment and with love. That is my truth.
I saw the state of people I felt the church somehow left behind and forgot. The people who need to see the character of Jesus whether or not they attended church regularly or got saved at the pulpit.
Over the years I went back to what my grandmother said and I started over with college. A bachelors in psychology soon to be obtained!!!!
My vision of helping others seems greater than I could ever imagine. It's clearer than it's ever been and I believe it took this long for me to see it because I had to endure certain things to mold me and get me to where I need to be. The foundation of what God spoke to me and what others saw in me still stands firm. This year marks that year that I venture out and make those dreams reality. I am a business owner. I become a director of a non profit organization and many more things I see in my future that have to be mapped out. My heart won't keep quiet until I'm doing those things I feel purposed to do.

It make take years sometimes before the vision puzzle starts to make sense but step out, make a move you may fail, you may discover this piece doesn't quite fit and that is okay. Surely as you study the puzzle, study yourself, you will learn what fits where. Your life will begin to make sense and your dream will be realized.