When did I stop dreaming big dreams? When did my imagination stop being “out there?”
Last Tuesday evening I took part in what was called “Owen After Hours.” About 3-4 times a year the business community of Owen County get together for about an hour and a half at a local business to visit, tour (if possible) and “rub noses.” I have taken part in a couple of them. This past week we were hosted by Quality Surfaces- makers of granite (and other materials) counter tops, sinks, etc. As we toured I came across a picture hanging in the hall. I was glad I had my phone with me because of the saying. The picture was of a giant iceberg with most of it being below the surface. The saying:
What we can easily see is only a small percentage of what is possible. Imagination is having the vision to see what is just below the surface , to picture that which is essential, but invisible to the naked eye. (Source Unknown)
I’ve given some thought to it and have flashed back to my childhood (some say I never left it). Episodes of Sea Hunt (starring Lloyd Bridges) recreated upstairs. (I was going to scuba dive someday, but eventually gave that up since I hated swimming lessons). The Lone Ranger. Combat. Reliving Bill Mazeroski’s 1960 World Series’ Game 7 winning home run as though that would be me some day. Intrepid explorer. The guy in the white hat. The guy with the Colts coming out of the holster quicker than a blink.
SO MANY DREAMS. SO MUCH IMAGINATION. WHAT HAPPENED TO THEM? WHAT HAPPENED TO IT?
I sometimes feel like the person who says, “Of all the things I miss, I miss
my mind my imagination the most.” I miss the wonder. When did it become so dangerous to think outside the box? When did it become so difficult to dream? Then I read this:
“Now to Him who is able to do far more abundantly than all that we ask or think, according to the power at work within us, to him be glory in the church and in Christ Jesus throughout all generations, forever and ever. Amen.” Eph.3:20-21
When did I stop trusting God to do far more than I can ask or imagine?
When did I start putting a lid on Him?
When did I start doubting He is capable of doing the impossible?
Yeah…when did I?
When did I become so lax in expecting the unexpectable…the unexplainable…the incomprehensible?
Yeah…when did I? What am I going to do about it? That is the question now. And I ask you the same: when did you?