Your morning thought for the day:
So many of our dreams at first seem impossible,
then they seem improbable, and then, when we
summon the will, they soon become inevitable.
-- Christopher Reeve (Superman)
Have you been watching the Olympics? They say the swimming
records are being broken left and right because of the new swimsuit
design and because the pool is deeper and wider (less waves.)
Whatever the reason, it's exciting to see the athletes perform their
best for the gold they've always dreamed about.
But the Olympians aren't the only dreamers out there. Millions
of us have our own dreams that energize our motives and spark our
imaginations. The world may not be watching us on television, but
our dreams push us forward each day.
Today, Joe shares his thoughts about his loved ones and their
dreams. Thanks, Joe!
PRAYING FOR THOSE WHO DREAM
by Joseph Walker
As I write this, the five most important men in the world to me
are up to their ears in dream fulfillment.
No, I'm not talking about the latest version of the USA
Basketball Dream Team and their upcoming quest for Olympic gold.
Sure, I wish them well. I'll be watching, no doubt.
But I'm talking about the five men who are, or who will one day
be, the fathers of my grandchildren -- my two sons, my two
sons-in-law and a young man who, unless I miss my guess, appears
destined to be my future son-in-law.
These are five terrific young men, and I love each one of them
for the goodness of their souls. They all deserve my full and
undivided attention -- especially today. But today is a big day for
all of them simultaneously, and so my thoughts and prayers and
positive thoughts are being sent out in five different directions.
And I've got to tell you, I'm feeling fragmented.
This is spiritual and metaphysical multi-tasking of the first
order. And since I have a hard time walking and chewing gum at the
same time, this is a real stretch for me.
On the one hand, I'm wanting to focus on Joe Jr., who today
stands at the furthest edge of his life-long dream of one day being a
lawyer. Fresh out of law school, today he is taking his state's bar
exam. If he passes, the dream is fulfilled and he is a full-fledged
lawyer. If not... well, he still has that degree. But he isn't a
lawyer. Not really. Not yet.
On the other hand, I'm thinking of Jon, my youngest child, who
at this very moment may be standing in front of an "American Idol"
producer, singing his 16-year-old heart out. It will be the biggest
10 seconds of his life so far, and I can only support him in this
dream from here, with my hopes and prayers.
On the other hand, my son-in-law Adam is also awaiting his turn
in front of the "American Idol" producers. Adam is a little further
along in his aesthetic journey than Jon is, and a shot on this show
could help propel him toward is ultimate dream: Broadway. So I can't
help but pull for him, and hope the producers see all of the talent
and potential that I see in this great young man.
On the other hand, every day is a big day for my son-in-law
Brock, who is stationed with his Army unit in Baghdad. Brock is a
soldier with the soul of a poet, and he has a duffle bag full of
dreams for his future, all of which are on hold until he completes
this, his third tour of duty in Iraq. For today he shares a dream
with every soldier from every nation on every front line of armed
conflict. It's a simple dream: survival. May it be his. Especially
today.
And on the other hand, I'm also concerned about Hudson, who is
doing volunteer service for his church in Russia. Hudson has already
faced numerous threats and challenges from those who don't think well
of Americans in Russia, and evidently things are getting worse.
Hudson is someone else's son, but he's dear to my daughter, Beth, and
therefore dear to me. And I want him to be well and safe -- today
and always.
Let's see... that's one hand and four "other hands." Way more
than I can "handle," if you'll pardon the expression. So I offer my
positive thoughts and encouragement, and commend them all to God, and
trust that He will look after them wherever they are. Because I
can't.
It's a helpless feeling, isn't it?
Whether you're a parent or a sibling or a sweetheart or a
friend, it's hard to know that people who are dear to you are facing
difficult or important moments in their lives, and there isn't
anything you can do to help them.
And so we offer encouragement and we send out our positive
thoughts, in hopes that it makes a difference. And we leave the rest
to God.
Who, it turns out, sort of specializes in dream fulfillment.
-- Joseph Walker <valuespeak at msn.com>
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