We all have dreams. They are what keep us up at night, they give us a sense of purpose, and hope, and joy...they make us giddy when we think about them coming true. At the same time dreams can paralyze us for fear they may never come true. We think it's better not to move then to move and be let down. I almost let fear keep me from my dream of becoming a nurse. When I thought about my dream for too long my mind would wander into those dark places where dreams get buried and I realized that either I needed to move now or it would never happen. When God places a dream inside a person there always seems to be a sense of urgency. The ironic thing is that there is nothing quick about fulfilling a dream but without taking a step forward I knew I would continue to live in the world of what if's and settle for mediocrity simply because not moving was easier . Once I got past the epiphany that there are two kinds of people in the world, those that move and those that don't, I concluded that we aren't getting younger and in two years I could either say "Well, at least I tried" or I would be standing with a graduation cap on saying "That sucked but we did it!" So I grabbed one of my favorite verses and told my family and friends to hold on tight cause we all were gonna go on a tough ride to the other side of my dream. Just like the verse says if God implants it He is not going to abandon it , therefore " I can do all things through Christ who gives me strength."
Now that my family, friends, and I have reached the other side of my dream I have to confess I've struggled with thoughts like "What did I get myself into?" And "What was I thinking? I'm not good enough for this." Just like fear almost paralyzed me from going to nursing school, fear has tried to devour me to the point where I could have been useless because I wouldn't take the next step of stepping out into the great unknown. Every evening that I drive to work I remind myself that if God planted this then He will not abandon me. I may have days I feel like I've failed but God never said it had to look prefect for His will to be accomplished, in fact I think God finds pleasure in taking the messy and creating a beautiful piece of work. God uses the weak. In my line of work if I can take my broken self and be used to heal another who is weak and broken then that is truly a dream come true.
And that's my first confession of a novice nurse.
I was told by The Great Physician...go ahead...it's also your time to move.
