Itty Bitty Rain Barrel?

Yesterday my wife and I did a three mile hike with friends. It was up and down and around and over and then (finally) back to our starting point.

There were eight of us and because the trail was narrow, we often walked single file. However, with a bit of effort it was possible to travel in groups of two or three.

We were in the final ten minutes of the hike when a perceptive friend asked how I’m doing. This amazing friend created a safe place for me to process. I found myself telling the last chapter my story in a way I had never heard it told before.

This morning I’m still thinking about the surprise ending of the episode I shared with my friend. It was in the telling of the story that I saw something I hadn’t seen before! Two ”unrelated” events suddenly became “cause and effect!”

I appear to be standing at the threshold of the biggest opportunity that has ever come my way. I previously thought this dream of a life time just dropped out of the sky and landed in my lap. However, I now understand that I fought for my “dream” as best I could AND THEN He added his five cents.......

Here’s some background for the window into my life that I’m giving you—-I’ve been uptight, discontented, disillusioned and sad about the way my Heavenly Father has parented me. (Sounds shocking, Huh?)

Recently I’ve been reading a book for educators, coaches and parents called “Generation Z Unfiltered”. I can summarize the book in one sentence: Overprotective parents produce wimpy kids. AND IT’S TRUE!

I am pleased to report that I haven’t had an overprotective God in my life. And I have bushels of grit to prove it! (I am NOT a wimp!)

I previously wished that my “peak-a-boo God” would stop being so illusive and hard to connect with. I now understand that he didn’t want me to be a “wimpy kid”.

Back to the surprise ending of my story as told to a friend yesterday......I chose to be powerful and follow my dream. (The dream of traveling / living abroad just doesn’t want to go away. It sits inside me somewhere and is apparently part of the real me.)

I say “NO” to the victim mentality. (I am not a wimpy kid.) For me this meant creating our Purveyors of Hope website (purveyorsofhope.org). I put in place a plan of action so that when empowered (funded), can become a full blown dream. It’s like a rain barrel in place waiting for the next downpour.

Are you a wimpy kid with overprotective parents and an itty bitty rain barrel?