Holding my Dreams

So, it has been a while since I last published a post. That’s because I was sooo busy with work, uni and other stuff that I had barely any time. So today I was having my second exam of university. The course was Intensive Greek 1. Over past few months I was taught Greek up to a GCSE level from scratch and having a test was extremely important to me because in order to carry on with my degree programme I would have to do a classical language.

It was always my dream to study Greek and to be able to read the bible in its original text. It gives me such a thrill and pleasure to look at the original text and understand it (when I can). So the pressure was ON! I needed 50% in order to carry on with the course, which does not sound like a lot but believe me its still hard.

So as I was worrying (wrongly) about this exam and getting all my friends to pray for me, I realised that it is God who holds my dreams. There in that moment I surrendered my dreams. I said to the Father, that he could do whatever he wants with my dreams, to crush or to raise them. At that moment I never felt so happy, knowing that I let go of my self, and embraced him and his will.

A creature, I always thought, is the happiest in its own purposeful place. Likewise, we are the happiest when we let go of ourselves and truly pour out our worship through surrender to God. Was I still nervous? Of course, very much so, but I knew that whatever happens my God can work everything for the good of his glory and my benefit. So my challenge to you is this: what are your dreams? And have you surrendered these dreams with which you are so concerned about? This is not a one off thing this is something we all needs to do everyday, saying that I am certainly not perfect at this either, hopefully I’ll improve. Hope this blessed you.