Jump a plane to Africa. Open up an orphanage step up with house parents and opportunities for women to be empowered. Help those littles find forever families. Love on lots of babies. Teach and teach some more. Write and write until my heart’s on paper in a way that shares the hard and the good. Play and love and dance and sing and laugh and have fun. Marry that man who I don’t think I know yet but who I secretly hope dreams and longs and aches and loves Africa like I do and is maybe just maybe wondering if there’s a girl who loves it as much as he does. If I knew I could, I would live out the passions in my heart and make God smile as I do it.
–Just sayin’ I like the last line the best. The lines before…they’re just glimpses and not the full picture…they’re ponderings in the making…a few of the things that come to mind when i shut my eyes tight. they’re the things i see with blurred edges….the God, I would love to do this or have this happen or for you to bless me abundantly in these ways, but I’m learning to die to self and to trust that You know what’s best and know the best timing. a letting go, a waiting.
your turn! so excited to hear about what you would do if you knew you could…almost like the question i love to ask: what would you do if you knew you couldn’t fail?