From a very young age, children are conditioned to think about what they want to be when they grow up. Ballerinas, professional athletes, doctors, lawyers, teachers, artists, preachers…the list goes on and on. Down deep inside, we have a desire to build toward that dream of being someone and doing something with our life. Capturing the dreams and making them a reality is the defining moments in our lives.
Once upon a time, I had two plans for my future. The first plan was to become an astronaut. I was intrigued with the sun, moon, and stars. The thought of zooming through space had a certain glamorous appeal to me. I wanted to meet Neil Armstrong, Buzz Aldrin, and John Glenn. After all, they had all been where no man had been before. My second plan was to be a farmer’s wife. That life would be simple yet complex. I envisioned baking bread, cookies, pies, and cakes. I wanted to start my mornings off with a tall glass of creamy milk—straight from the jersey cow. My farmer would kiss me on the cheek and promise to return to me at lunch. In my mind’s eye, I pictured my quaint farmhouse surrounded by prize winning rosebushes and tulips; framed with a white picket fence.
While I was busy making my plans, someone bigger than me was making plans as well. Someone who… looks to the ends of the earth and sees everything under the heavens.” Job 28:24 Someone who…“knows my words before they are on my tongue.” Psalm 139:4 Someone who…“is greater than [my] heart and knows everything.” I John 3:20
In 1956, Elvis Presley recorded a song called Any Way You Want Me. Honestly, this was an Elvis Presley song that had slipped by me. Hearing it was like discovering a treasure that had been available my entire life. As I listened to the words, one verse in particular stood out. “In your hand my heart is clay, to take and mold as you may. I’m what you make me, you’ve only to take me, and in your arms I will stay.” The message in this song parallels with what should be my attitude of submission toward the Father’s hand in my life.
Needless to say, I didn’t become an astronaut. It seems the Father had different ideas for my destiny. I’m a teacher in a small public school. I only see rockets on television and I’ve never met an astronaut. I know several farmers, but I’m not married to them. I’m a single lady with no rosebushes, tulips, or promises of lunchtime reunions. Does this mean I didn’t capture my dream or meet my full potential? I don’t think so. I believe it means that the Potter took me in His mighty hands, molded me, and carried me far beyond any expectation I could place on myself. Because of His presence in my life, I have no fear for the future. “For I know the plans I have for you,” declares the LORD, “plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future.” Jeremiah 29:11