Wishes, hopes, and dreams. When John and I were dating, we talked about these all the time. We were thrilled to find that our wishes, hopes and dreams aligned. It seemed a sign that our relationship was perfect. On the day we were married, our future seemed full of hopes and dreams, so promising. As each of our children was born, our hearts overflowed with love and hope.
Somewhere along the line, though, our wishes, hopes and dreams turned into agendas and goals. Instead of dreaming about the wonderful possibilities ahead, we became practical. After all, bills needed to be paid, teeth needed to be straightened, meals needed to be put on the table. Wish lists full of magical potential turned into "to-do" lists full of mundane tasks. We were happy. We were surviving. But the discussions of wishes, hopes and dreams from our dating years had turned into talks about setting and achieving concrete, measurable goals.
Luckily for us, we came to realize that God did not put us on this earth to survive. We learned that God wants us to thrive and blossom and grow. I won’t say that we threw away our to-do lists, but we began to put them in proper perspective. We started to use our imaginations to get beyond our goals and begin to wish and dream and hope again. Conversations started to sound less like, "How can we …" and more like, "I wonder if … ."
Following our imaginations has sometimes been scary. But remembering to dream big, hope huge, and wish wonderfully has brought life to our marriage and our family. We have tried to instill in our children the idea that anything is possible. The world is full of opportunities if we use our wishes, hopes and dreams to propel us beyond surviving and into flourishing.