Have you ever waited for something for a really long time? I mean so long that you almost gave up the hope of it ever happening?
I have. But tomorrow my wait is over. It has been 12 years in the making, but it has finally happened, and I’m not sure how I feel tonight on this eve of my dream come true.
I feel a bit numb.
It feels surreal, like I’m floating on air.
Sort of how I felt the night before Tom and I were married. I knew from the moment I walked down the aisle with my dad that my life would change forever. It did.
I’m not sure if this dream can be compared to that dream, for nothing compares to the love and commitment I have with Tom, except my love for Christ. Yet, I know my life will be different. No longer will the questions haunt me as to why I haven’t finished my book. It is finished. No longer will I wonder if anyone will care to read my grandmother’s story. I will soon know.
But what really matters is that I believe God led me to write this story. And I did it, with the help of lots of friends along the way. So tonight, as I fall asleep knowing my book is on a truck somewhere heading to the warehouse where orders can be filled starting tomorrow, I will close my eyes and whisper a quiet thank you to God who faithfully helped me do what I couldn’t do on my own.
Yes, it is the eve of my dream come true. w.o.w.
What dreams are you hoping for? What dreams is your spouse hoping for?What can you do today to bring you both one step closer to seeing them come true?