Go ahead, dreamer. Do the crazy thing.
You know. That 'thing'.
It never seems to go away. The idea, the dream, the passion, the vision that stays ever before you. The 'what if' scenario that resurfaces in your imagination - over and over and over. No matter how you try and rationalize it out of your psyche, it keeps coming back. As if you were made to think it. Born to do it.
Sometimes they are big and busting at the seams with meaning. Others are simple whims that buzz around your head making you smile as you think of them. If only, you think to yourself. If only I had the time, the money, the capacity, the opportunity...If only I could do it.
My gypsy soul has done some crazy things.
I fell in love when I said I wouldn't. So in love, I married at age 21. The thing I was too young to do.
For years I dreamed of Seattle. Going and living in that vibrant city which sits on the edge of the next-big-thing all the time. When I was 23 I went there to plant a church. And I did. I did the thing that looked impossible.
I have a passion for travel. So, I became a travel agent. The dream job for me in so many ways. I made no money at it and didn't renew my license. I did the crazy thing that failed...and it wasn't that bad.
Seattle became a home beyond what I could have imagined. So much of what defined me was there and one day we felt the nudge of God to let it all go. Pack up and move on to the next thing. So, despite many tears...I moved. I did the thing that felt like it would kill me, but it didn't.
Graduate school has been a passion of mine for years. I decided to study for the GRE...hours I studied and then never took it. I did the thing that never went anywhere but taught me so much anyway.
I have two kids and am adopting two more. I am doing the thing that seems beyond my capacity.
I am trying to write a book. I am doing the thing that intimidates me.
I am pursuing my passion to see an end to human trafficking and work with an organization to see the 27 million slaves in the world set free. I am doing the thing that seems too big for me. The dream that has always felt intangible and distant. The dream that scares me the most.
So many things.
Crazy, beautiful, motivating. Ideas and dreams I couldn't shake.
Thoughts that didn't seem to matter to anyone else - they were the thoughts that wouldn't leave me alone. I do things that seem impressive to others and things that people find trivial. I do things that no one else understand but God and myself. Some I do well and others I fumble. But I do them.
Go ahead. You were made to do the crazy things.
The idea you tinker with in your spare time. Things so crazy no one has done yet. Or things so seemingly ordinary people don't understand your passion for it. Lives so brave they make the complacent uncomfortable. Focus so wild it intimidates the giants who say it can't be done. You were made for this.
So go ahead. Do them. Do the crazy things.
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