When I Grow Up

My how time flies when you're having fun.
I made a list when I was in kindergarten, or first grade, about what I wanted to be when I grew up. On that list, in careful 1st grade penmanship, are the following occupations.
1. Singer
2. Artist
3. Writer
Now this list took a slightly different turn when I was in 4th grade. Mrs. Kahler's class, Kenroy. Some assignment about where you were going to be in the year 2000. My previous list was added to:
4. Teacher
5. Baker
Oh, and I always thought that I would be married with children. I wanted twins. (imagine that?)


I took a look at this list not long ago. It made me very sad to think of what, in my little innocent wide eyed enthusiasm, I thought that I could do with my life. None, absolutely none, of this had come to fruition.

I flipped these things over and over in my head. Words came to mind. Stupid. Naive. Wishful. Dreamer. All of which had a very negative connotation. Had I accomplished none of what my little heart wanted?

Then, almost like a slow sunrise, a realization crept into the darkness of my self pity.

Yes. Yes I HAD accomplished not one or two, but ALL of the items on my list. How odd that I hadn't seen it until just that moment.

1. Singer: I sing every Sunday morning and Sunday night and many other times through the week in praise to God, the only audience I need.

2. Artist: I have helped dress, paint, draw and decorate many stage sets, rooms, and events.

3. Writer: I blog...

4. Teacher: I have helped teach for the last 16 years children from 3 to 18 on Sundays and Wednesdays.

5. Baker: I have cooked and baked in the kitchen for Sunday evenings and church events.

As for being married? I have been "wife" several times over for friends and families and as for being a mom? Well, that too has crossed my path.

So, why couldn't I see all of these things? Because I was looking at them through worldly eyes and comparing them to the world's version of what these things should be. Instead, I should have been looking through the eyes of my Father. I have been able to accomplish all, for they have all been in service to God and His kingdom.

Hmmm, So I guess my childish heart was taken care of. My wishes, hopes and dreams cared for by the "One who knows my Heart".
Thank you Father, for showing me how you have held up the dreams of an innocent little girl.