I want to have a cafe someday. It’s is no secret. If you’ve known me, heck maybe even just met me, in the past 4 years or so, you know this.
I’ve talked about it a lot. I’ve pinned a lot. I’ve baked even more. I’ve taken classes. I got an M.B.A.
Dreams are great. They are motivation. But dreams are to be worked for. Dreams-come-true aren’t bestowed. They’re earned.
They’re earned through paperwork, cleaning and budgeting. They’re earned through uncomfortable conversations, sacrifice and endurance. They’re earned.
They’re earned through consistent action that supports your goals. Dreams-come-true are earned through steps. Small steps that don’t look like much at first.
Just like anything else that is earned, we get discouraged on the long journey. And so we aren’t consistent. We pause. We delay. We debate. We self-doubt. We pin more and do less. We choose the easier, less productive steps. We play it safer. We seek our own comfort. We put ourselves out there less.
And this stalls out our dreams.
We need to live for a wild, bigger-than-ourselves, adventure. Always. And if we’re not doing that for our productive, world-serving dreams, then we’ll probably seek self-serving ventures in an attempt to make us feel alive. But it will also make us feel guilty for abandoning the dream that is in us.
The good news is that there is hope. There is grace. There is a way back.
I am so thankful for that because I need grace to move forward. I need grace like a car needs oil. I can’t run without it. Grace isn’t the gasoline - it’s not the fuel, but it is an essential component to keep the car running. Without it, I grind to a halt.
You need grace to move forward. Your dream can’t come true without it.