Chasing the American Dream is as synonymous as being American, as living in the United States. But, lately, I'm not so sure the American Dream is as glittering, or alluring to me. I find myself living in a country that is not what I want it to be.
In fact, that seems to be a theme in my entire life right now--things are not what I want them to be. People and places are not as rosy as I have them painted in my mind.
I'm finding myself frequently disappointed by reality.
Lately, as I was describing this disappointment with my husband, he told me something very wise:
"Maybe that's how things are supposed to be. Maybe that's what keeps us from loving this world too much, and longing for Heaven."
Ah. That totally resonated with me. Suddenly, my growing disappointments clarified. Suddenly, they seemed less personal, and more purposeful.
For much of this last year, God has been stirring things up in my heart. I don't know where the swirled feelings and dissatisfaction with the American Dream will lead me...
But, I'm open. I'm open to where God is leading me.
And to be completely honest with you, being open to God's leading scares me to death.
Strangely, though, I also feel peace with the fear.
I don't feel God calling me to Kenya, and I don't even know if He's leading me out of my comfortable life. I just know that videos like this one below...stories like theirs...have touched places in my heart that didn't care as much before.
Watching stories like these make me realize how silly the American Dream is.
People matter. Not things. Not comfort. Not stability. Not political parties.
People. God's people matter.
And what is my role in helping God's people?
I don't know. But, I'm open.