The letter had been written twelve years earlier on my thirteenth birthday at the suggestion of a wise and caring Young Women leader. “Write a letter to yourself stating your goals, your dreams, your wishes for you and your life. Seal it up, keep it safe, and open it in about a dozen years to see how you are doing.”
* Make the high school drill team – check. Only I started homeschooling so ended up not participating.
* Go to college – check. Hmm….interesting I didn’t put finish college.
* Have at least five kids by the time I’m 35 – all boys, all named after Louis L’Amour characters. Hahahahahaha! The Lord sure got me good on that one. (Daughter number five had been born the month before)
* Become a concert pianist – huh, got a long way to go on that one.
* Write a children’s book – when do I have the time?
The list went on for a few more lines. I laughed. I cried. I rejoiced. I yearned.
Many of my dreams and wishes had come true. Others had not. As I wondered why I came to the realization that, for the most part, those dreams that had come true were the ones I had made an effort in obtaining. Some will always remain wishes because it is more fun to dream and scheme about them than actually work for them. And others, yet to be fulfilled will come in their time.
“The Creator has not given you a longing to
do that which you have no ability to do.”
~Orison Swett Marden~
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