I hope you are having a lovely Tuesday!
For the Tuesday Morning Coffee today I want to put out a little food for thought. I am re-reading a book I read several years ago, called The Dream Giver by Bruce Wilkinson. It is a great book, following the allegorical writing style of The Pilgrims Progress. It is a fun and engaging story and a pretty quick read that I highly recommend. As I have read through it, I have been thinking about the people in my life and the roll each of them plays.
Most of us have someone in our lives who is our personal cheerleader. It might be someone who has always been in your life or it could be someone who has pretty recently come into your life. It could also be someone who is no longer in your life, but their faith in your ability to do whatever you set your mind to has become a part of you. You know those times when you get a crazy idea that turns into a “what if”? And then that “what if” begins to drift into the land of hypothetical “possibility”? Soon you realize that you can’t stop thinking about the “what if” and the realities of the “possibility”. Around this point there are those who smile and nod and give you the “hypothetical” thumbs up until they begin to realize that your crazy idea has migrated to “I am seriously contemplating running with this” land, at which point they become what they lovingly call your “reality check”. When your ideas are just ideas, you seem to have endless backing but as soon as those ideas morph into pursuable action it often seems like the people you would expect to be heading up the cheering section have suddenly turned into either the outspoken nay sayers of the idea (for your own benefit) or the plastered smiles on the sidelines doing half hearted fist pumps to your face and then sighing and shaking their heads behind your back as they brace for the fallout of failure about to ensue. Not much is more discouraging than that. But then there is that one person who always seems to hear your crazy, impossible dreams and after a moment of pensive thought, their eyes light up with that “If this is your passion, then this is my passion” look as they hop aboard your crazy train with both feet and pure abandon. They do this not because they are crazy or because they are enabling you- they do this because they recognize the fire in your eyes and they have a faith in you that goes beyond the platitudes. They truly and genuinely BELIEVE that you are capable of great things and they want to be sure they not only have front row seats to your success, but that they are able to be there for the process. They are not sideline cheerleaders. They realize that process often means watching you get knocked down again and again and stepping in to remind you that falling is part of the process and that the falls are obstacles to overcome, not walls to shut you down.
They realize that sometimes the process means fighting on your behalf when discouragement sets in. It means fanning the flames of the fire in the midst of sometimes never ending streams of water being thrown on it. It means not allowing you to give up because they understand the regret that would come eventually if you did. It means knowing when to give you space through burnouts until the passion reignites and then picking the torch back up and running along side you because, really, they never stopped believing even when you did.
These are the people who don’t just show up for the victory parade. These are the people who planned the victory parade long ago when failure seemed more likely than victory. These people are such incredible gifts in our lives, they are our dream carriers. Behind every great person is a great dream carrier, that one person who never gave up, who never stopped believing in you and your ability to achieve great things, no matter how crazy or impossible.
For me, my dream carrier is my husband. Because of him I have realized dreams and potential in my own life that I never knew I had. He gives me wings even when so many others are fighting to keep me grounded (for my own good, of course). Even when I fail 9 times out of 10, he always believes that this time will be that one time that I will succeed. Those other nine times of failure, he is always there to pick me up, dust me off and reassure me that failure is not a wall, it is a learning experience and next time I’ll go further- because there WILL be a next time. He is always willing to step out of his own comfort zone and face risks in order to invest in my dreams. In my failures he never shows regret or points out that he told me so. And in my successes he embraces me with a sense of validated pride that is not at all surprised in my achievements, because he has known all along that I had it in me. There are not words adequate enough to express my gratitude and appreciation for my Dream Carrier and I do my best to make sure he knows that I will always carry his dreams as well.
Who is YOUR dream carrier? Whose little voice is it that you hear in your head, when the odds are stacked against you, telling you that you can do anything? Who is that one person who always seems to be right next to you on the crazy train of impossible dreams? Let that person know how amazing they are, how thankful you are for them. Thank them for the wings they have given you as you learn to fly. Give them a shout out in the comments section below and then share this post with them!
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