Wednesday, June 27, 2007
Someone Else's Dream
For weeks now that phrase has rolled around in my head.
We seem to have spent a lot of time on the road the past few months. The phrase first formed while pondering old barns and homesteads that we past. They were abandoned and slowly falling apart. There is a unique beauty in them as they sit serenely in the countryside.
The thought came to me one day that they are, in fact, someone else's dream. They represent a time and way of life that is passing. The new generation needs/wants bigger barns and homes. That change has left abandoned barns and homesteads to dot the landscape. Silent reminders of another generation's dreams.
Recently we spent several hours on the road traveling to and from the Rocky Mountain High State. Again the phrase rolled through my mind as the landscape was dotted with old barns and homesteads. Then suddenly, the phrase took on an unexpected meaning.
My mind wandered to my own life and my chosen path. I am sure the turn in thinking had to do, in part, to a couple of books I have been reading. But the phrase became a question - "Am I living my own dream, or someone else's?"
I have been very purposeful about my chosen path. It has not always been easy to walk. I have spent much time this past year evaluating that choice.
I have had the blessing of stepping into temporary jobs that have given me the opportunity to "try on" that path. It set me to much pondering and brought me to the conclusion that, for now, this path I am on is best. This path is allowing me to live my dreams.
I firmly believe that we must often evaluate our path and ask the question, "Is this someone else's dream, or mine?"
simple faith
For weeks now that phrase has rolled around in my head.
We seem to have spent a lot of time on the road the past few months. The phrase first formed while pondering old barns and homesteads that we past. They were abandoned and slowly falling apart. There is a unique beauty in them as they sit serenely in the countryside.
The thought came to me one day that they are, in fact, someone else's dream. They represent a time and way of life that is passing. The new generation needs/wants bigger barns and homes. That change has left abandoned barns and homesteads to dot the landscape. Silent reminders of another generation's dreams.
Recently we spent several hours on the road traveling to and from the Rocky Mountain High State. Again the phrase rolled through my mind as the landscape was dotted with old barns and homesteads. Then suddenly, the phrase took on an unexpected meaning.
My mind wandered to my own life and my chosen path. I am sure the turn in thinking had to do, in part, to a couple of books I have been reading. But the phrase became a question - "Am I living my own dream, or someone else's?"
I have been very purposeful about my chosen path. It has not always been easy to walk. I have spent much time this past year evaluating that choice.
I have had the blessing of stepping into temporary jobs that have given me the opportunity to "try on" that path. It set me to much pondering and brought me to the conclusion that, for now, this path I am on is best. This path is allowing me to live my dreams.
I firmly believe that we must often evaluate our path and ask the question, "Is this someone else's dream, or mine?"
simple faith
Labels: Life, Ponderings
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