DREAMS

What do you dream of??
And to clarify, I don't mean the "I was riding my bike in the middle of an ocean when a bear jumped out from underneath the sea & then my husband was a superhero & flew through the air to catch me right before the bear ate me up" kind-of dreams....
I mean the, "I'm lost daydreaming about the most wonderful thing I can imagine" kind of dreams.....
What do you DREAM of??
I read a Facebook comment from another Ghana-adopt momma (btw - Facebook is so awesome for meeting & supporting those in the same situation we are going through - I could not be more thankful for them as we have often joined together in prayers & fasting for each other especially as these past months have gotten tough for so many...)... Anyway, her comment was about her 6 year old son who is now home with them.  She said he told them he used to "dream about having a bicycle & eating chicken every day." 
Oh my word....
A bike & chicken, people....
You know what I thought when I read that?  I thought "I can do that!!"
I thought "Little One, wherever you are,  I have a bike!! And I can feed you chicken & pork & beef every single night of your life in our house!!" 
& then I teared up thinking "I can make your dreams come true!!!" ..... 
But then I thought:
"Isn't it sad that while I can make a little boy from Africa's dreams come true, I so often can't make my own children's dreams come true not to mention my own dreams?????"
Do you want to know why I can't??
It's because she dreams of going to Disney World every year & staying in Cinderella's castle, sleeping in Cinderella's room.....(& baby girl, we are never going to be that rich!)....
It's because he dreams of meeting Albert Puhols & playing professional baseball... (& Sonshine, for so many reasons, I just can't promise you that)....
And way too often lately, I'm ashamed to admit that I'm dreaming about Matilda Jane clothes for my girls... (& sidenote - have you seen the prices on those clothes???  I mean, don't get me wrong, they are GOR-GEOUS but ouch!!  So then I have to try to get them for a bargain so I can afford more of them & then I end up obsessed about finding a good deal because I was raised to always, always find a good deal but as my mom can attest, sometimes I lose my common-sense in the quest for the good deal!! Sigh... this could be a never-ending addiction if I let it become one....)
Do you hear those dreams I'm telling you???  Nothing like over the top, right???  As I type this out it's somewhat sickening to me because we are so Americanized in our dreaming.... so middle-class... so "chasing after the Jones'".... and is that what life is about??  I mean, really.... is that what dreaming is for??
This past week I've been reading 1 Timothy 6 every morning & the following verses keep jumping out at me: " ⁶ But godliness with contentment is great gain, ⁷ for we brought nothing into the world, and we cannot take anything out of the world. ⁸ But if we have food and clothing, with these we will be content." 
When was the last time I was content with food & clothing??? 
When was the last time my dreams were dreams not of the extravagance but of simple pleasure & desires above the basic needs of food & clothes???
 When was the last time I stopped thinking about more of everything & was thankful for the plenty that I already have?
Oh my friends, it grieves my heart to think on these answers....
I can't wait to make the dreams come true for the son born of my heart.  I can't wait to show him his very own bike, to put shoes on his feet that have actual shoelaces that  actually tie.... I can't wait to feed him beef - like real-from-a-cow beef (& if you know me well, you know I'm a bit of a meat snob so you know it's going to be good!!)... I can't wait to show him his dresser full of clothes, to show him the boys' bedroom complete with his very own bed... I can't wait to open up our pantry doors & let him know "We keep food here - it's never going away & you will always, always have more than enough...." 
And I can't wait to keep learning more of what contentment truly is & to share the gift that it is with my children. 
Now that's a good dream......