I have prayed to God for many things over the years. I have asked for blessings. I have asked for guidance. I have asked for patience (still waiting on that one). But I realized today that I never asked for empowerment.
God has gifted me with a dream. Sometimes when I look at that dream I wonder “how”. I’ll pray for more guidance and wisdom regarding His will in my life, but never his power. Why have I done this for so long. If he has given me a dream than I need his power to achieve it. He can empower, equip and enable his people to do so much more than we are capable of within our own strengths. There is a glorious adventure that he is beckoning me towards. But for so long I have been thinking in in terms of my own weakness and my own frailty.
The mountain before me is daunting, but it’s not insurmountable with God as my Sherpa. He is making a way for me, all I have to do is follow Him. I think the issue is my original dreams were so different from God’s.
The dreams and life goals I had for myself as a teenager were much different to the invitation has extended to me. My dreams always involved sandy beaches with frost beverages served by dark eyed men named Javier. That is so far removed from my reality it’s crazy. Instead, I have dusty floors with tepid tea sipped frantically between bursts of busyness.
I need God’s power to make my reality lineup with His will. I need his strength to help me over the hurdles. I need his might to bolster my confidence when I feel like I am failing again.
So today I pray for empowerment to boldly and confidently walk in his will and not get detracted by more worldly desires. My dreams are big, but my God is bigger.
I am a Christian, a wife, a mom, and a part-time basket case who wants to be a full time writer.