Today finds me taking a step back, looking into our world and questioning do our youth even have soul dreams or are they solely drowning in nightmares? Quite possibly, this is not only one of the greatest travesties handed to our young but, also, a very great failure of ours in their legacy. Somehow we have turned from helping our children and grandchildren discover the God given dreams within their hearts. Instead, we have idly stood by and let the devil drown our precious young ones in the world’s nightmares. My soul cries over this; and my pen cries out, desiring to unmask what I believe God’s people are not seeing, yet the devil is perceiving as his victory.
Are our youth, via the screams of social media, being so inundated with how bad the world and its population are that not even a flicker of hope enlightens them to heaven’s promise and the goodness of God? Have our young people’s inner desire to hold a dream been wiped out by smearing them with all that is wrong, instead of wiping away their doubts of knowing that through God’s grace carrying them, their own hard work and our faith, hope and love in them, they can not only reach their dreams but also reach beyond their starry dreams and touch the heavens?
One additional shortcoming of us grown-ups takes reaching a dream out of the goals of our young. Through falling into the misguided trap of not wanting our children to be lacking of anything, aren’t we doing our children harm when we remove all obstacles from their paths? This leads to them not having to seek (and believe in) strength beyond their known power or having to stretch their courage to earn their dreams? Aren’t outstretched fingertips struggling to attain a dream, not an open palm waiting to be dropped into, the gift we are called to share with our young? My heart believes this; but, too often, we grown-ups propagate in our youth the doom and gloom of nightmares over instilling in them the ability to have, strive for, achieve and hold onto a dream.
Without any wondering, I am a forever God centered, 100% believer seeking the wonder of dreams – both those attained in heaven and the ones sewn into my journey on earth. Recently, a new dream became mine (and hopefully, yours too). Let’s dig even a tiny crevice in the devil’s shroud of nightmares engulfing our children and enlighten and encourage them to trust both God and themselves and, then, to dare to dream their dreams. It’s more than time that our youth were given the gift of worn and torn, “believing-in-dreams” fingertips instead of the nightmare of Satan’s slippery slope of greased palms and worldly doom and gloom. Simply spoken, let’s become dedicated to turning our children from being upset by nightmares into being stirred up by dreams.
Uplifted in a Broken Down World 