A few nights ago I had a disturbing and very strange dream. In my dream, I was getting ready to go somewhere. The surroundings I recall are unfamiliar to me, so I know I wasn’t at home. While getting ready, someone ran in to tell me there was a huge bug in the other room. I assured I’d get it. I quickly finished what I was doing and put on a pair of cute tall-heeled black boots to complete my outfit. (The boots were familiar to me, as they were the ones my sweet hubby gave me for Christmas.) I walked into the other room thinking I’d take care of the bug. (This is where the dream turns into some weird oldies sci-fi theme movie.) But the bug was massive. It was somewhat resemblance of a cricket. It was black, standing upright and had huge tentacles. I assessed the situation to be dangerous and concluded that there was no way I could fight that bug in the heels I was wearing. I determined I was inadequately dressed to overcome the bug without risking injury to myself. Someone else stepped up to the task and that’s where my dream ended.
Weird, huh? Well, I didn’t exactly dismiss the dream as you might assume. Throughout getting ready for work and driving in, I had this disappointed feeling in myself. I wondered why I didn’t dream that I saved the day. I wondered why I was such a coward. I wondered why I backed down and allowed someone else to do what I said I was going to do. I shared my dream and my thoughts with my husband and he asked, “So, what’s your bug?”
Hmm. What is my bug? Maybe it was that I had recently had one of my own patient’s code, and that I wasn’t as proactive and take-charge as I imagined I’d be. Instead it felt like a fog, like everything was moving really slowly, as if in a dream. My little patient was stabilized within minutes, but it seemed like hours. The moment has replayed in my mind repeatedly. While I know no super nurse runs a code alone, nor alone, saves the day, I still felt disappointed in myself. Despite mock codes, the real deal had me feeling like I wasn’t adequately prepared. Maybe that’s the bug from my dream.
Or maybe it’s this blog. My presence here has been a source of some very personal and hurtful attacks. It conjures up thoughts, like: “It’s not worth it.” “I don’t really have anything special or unique to offer.” “What, if any, difference am I making?” I mean, don’t people follow blogs to get recipes and craft ideas, or political views and scholarly opinions? I don’t have anything to contribute in those categories. Even though I continue to grow from my investments here and learn from fellow bloggers, I again, still confront inadequacy, so maybe that’s the bug from my dream.
In my dream, I found the bug to be quite scary. So, if either of these instances are symbolic of my bug, why would I willingly continue to put myself in situations that are sometimes scary? The answer is for the same reason why any of us do what we do; it is to make a difference. I have no idea if anything I have to offer in my work, in my writings or in my speaking is worth merit, but God does. And I know that He can’t use what I won’t give Him, but He can use what I do. I’ll never know if I don’t offer it. And these are what I give to Him. I continue to walk in obedience and trust that despite my shortcomings, despite my fear and despite my inadequacies, HE makes the difference.
There are so many unknowns. And for someone who always likes to have a plan, the unknowns can be scary. But it can also be exciting. Each day ahead holds possibility. Therefore, let us have an excitement over the wonder and possibility God has in store for our lives. Each of us are unfinished; allow Him to direct the ending. The best part is coming!
Proverbs 16:3 (NLT)~ Commit your actions to the Lord, and your plans will succeed.
Excited about the upcoming movie in which Celine sings this theme song, Unfinished Songs, written by the talented Diane Warren
So you're thinking it's ending But it's only just begun Your whole life is there right Right in front of you Life's a story that is all twists and turns All that matters is the lessons we learn
'Cause we're all unfinished songs Waiting for the best part to come along Hey hey And we're all pictures half drawn We can be anything we want Hey hey
Now is your time It's your life No one's living it but you In your hands is your chance to live the life you choose
Life's like music There's so much still unsung Make it magic There's so much still to come
'Cause we're all unfinished songs Waiting for the best part to come along Hey hey And we're all pictures half drawn We can be anything we want Hey hey
You can write the song and write the story Live all of this life in all its glory Take the time to make the time to make each moment count It's your life It's your call Grab the chance Have it all
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FNN8lB6Gb_Y
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