“When I grow up, I want to be a policeman!”
My heart swelled a little at his words. While it’s always been a noble profession, working as a police officer has perhaps never been more dangerous.
Still, I would be honored to have my son serve his community in that capacity.
But the truth is, I have bigger dreams for my sons and daughters.
Better dreams than their careers or their paychecks or even their family size.
I wrote on this topic recently over at Intoxicated on Life. Here’s an excerpt:
It turns out that my life is drastically different from what I envisioned for myself.
I’m a stay-at-home mom, which didn’t factor into my childhood ambitions.
I’m a foster mom, which probably would’ve been close to the top of my “Things I’ll Never Be” list.
I’m a writer, which I would’ve never imagined because computers weren’t accessible, handwriting was tedious, and I was lazy.
And yet each of these callings is more fulfilling than I could’ve ever envisioned. Through each one, I’ve had a front-row seat to watch God’s grace on display in my life and in the lives of those around me.And what on earth could be better than that?
The truth is that some of our greatest accomplishments spring from trials we would’ve evaded, roles we would’ve dodged, and callings we would’ve sidestepped if given the choice.