Resolutions are “SO Last Year!”

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With New Year’s Day on the horizon, conversations surrounding resolutions and goals hang in the air.

I’m all for setting plans and putting them into action, but something about those words carry an obligatory weight, the thought tiring before I even attempt.

2014, the blessed turn from old to new page- heck, more like opening a new book – promises clean lines and open space to




I was inspired about this idea of dreaming versus resolving in a recent counseling conversation. As she reminded me of self-critical tendencies {another blog post} she offered an intentional practice to living big, looking to see how and when God answers prayers, and celebrating when those dreams become a reality .

Saturday, Bryan and I went on a progressive date starting with the Pine Room Salad, dipping french dip sandwiches, then on to window shopping, book store perusing, and finally settling on tall bar stools at an intimate table for coffee and Linda’s Fudge Cake. It was in dim-lighting, snuggling close that we opened blank pages and numbered 1-10.

It was time to dream. Individually and together.

Prompting Bry to hope and pray aloud, I wrote as he spoke. Graspable dreams. Lofty, off in the future, goose-bump dreams.

I’m not exaggerating when I say I fell in love with him all over again, penning his heart on paper while he wished aloud, uttering faith hopes into the air.

The first eight lines filled.

Number 9, my dream for him.

And number 10, a dream together.

Then my turn. He scribbled while I sprinkled my heart’s deepest desires all over the chocolate cake and strong coffee.

Eight dreams were jotted in no time.

Silence as Bryan wrote down the 9th line- his dream for me.

And 10, a trip I pray we take together one day.

It was emotional. There were tears, and agreement nods, honest encouragements, and weaknesses put on display, a desire to reconcile them into redeemed moments.

Writing prayers, hopes, and dreams, the sheer letters daring you to watch them come true livens something within.

When spoken aloud they are whimsy thoughts, but put ink to paper and passion is born, a seed planted from the beginning of time, much grander than simple resolutions or goals. No longer is it a coincidence or reactive decision, but a partnered perspective of boldly knowing, remember, we have been praying about this, and this is the day it came to fruition. 

I wonder if we miss seeing dreams come true, if we overlook answered prayers for lack of staking their value in written word? I wonder how often miracles occur but finances, the loom of child-care, the risk of time cut off it’s air supply.

If those dreams are penned, when the time arrives to live it out, making it work monetarily, finding babysitters, and sacrificing time will only be a short-term offering.

Remember, we were praying for the day our kid slept through the night.

Remember, we were  dreaming about finding a couple to mentor us.

Remember, you were hoping for this out-of-the-box opportunity at work.

Remember, you were wanting to take a trip there?

Here it is- this dream is coming true. It’s been on the list, let’s mark how long we’ve prayed for this moment.

Something sacred and beautiful happened when Bryan and I dreamt together. It moved from he and me to us.

Dreaming together anchors accountability.

Dreaming together adds fresh eyes to otherwise narrowed vantage points.

Dreaming together doubles joy at answered prayers and speaks truth at overlooked miracles.

Living this way fits the intentional, the simple-seeker, the life-embracer. Grateful is the recipient of hard-earned opportunities coupled with diligent work.

And I know that includes dreams, hopes, and prayers.

Care to throw resolutions and goals behind and instead chase unspoken yearnings for this New Year?

Want to stake 2014 as the year you challenged yourself to step out of ideas and into faith pursuits? I guarantee it will change your perspective. It’s been days and it’s already changed ours; who we’ll do life with, the way we’ll spend our free time, the conversations we want to have with our sons, and how we’ll spend money will be a direct result from ten lines scribbled on journal paper.

In a special spot, the list will daily remind. Our prayer is to work towards those ten individual and together dreams. As they are answered – may it be in ten months or ten years – we will not hesitate to celebrate how God heard our deep down scary desires and fulfilled.

Today, before you toast glasses or eye the clock, get out a lined page. Together, with your spouse or a friend number 1-10 and dream.

You’ll be amazed at how freeing the small and grand hopes manifest. No longer a resolution to check off or a goal to attain, but a life posture to strive towards, the beginning of laying open your heart and allowing God to wow you in His time, with the desires He’s already placed in you.

Now go. Dream. Throw them in the air like confetti and watch how they land as perfectly timed gifts.

Happy New Year, friends.

Can’t wait to see what’s in store for us this 2014.

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