To be content.

Lately I've been thinking a lot about dreams and their place in my life. As you can see, I have lots of dreams and lots of things that I want to do in life. There are times when I doubt whether or not I will really ever be able to fulfill all those dreams or do all those things that exist somewhere deep in my soul, trying to push their way out. Sometimes I find myself thinking about things that seem so far in the future, to even try to picture them is fruitless. Then there are times when I stop and realize how old I am and how the time is approaching when it isn't really that far of a stretch to imagine my life as a real "adult."

I will be the first to admit, the realization that my parents were my age when they were engaged/got married is terrifying, especially considering the fact that I have never been in a relationship, ever. While that little tidbit used to upset me to no end, it doesn't so much anymore, but that doesn't mean that I don't think about it and dream about what my life will be like once that man God has for me comes into my life. But the amazing thing is that as I have gotten older, my intense impatience for that moment in time has waned and I am content to wait as long as God has it in His plan to wait. My reasoning for this sense of peace is that God's plan is always so much better than mine and He has not given me this particular dream for no reason. If I wait on the Lord, He will be with me at every step of the way and help me in that waiting. It has been such a rewarding experience for me to be able to put my dreams in the only hands that I can be assured will keep them safe.

Because in the end, that is the one thing I know for certain, I am in the hands of my Heavenly Father, and He loves me more than anyone on this earth ever could.