I just made a trip back to my old school early this week to recruit people for the Summit, Student Leadership Conference, and Our Generation Training Center. I went to college dumb, naÃ¯ve, and hungry. And college was a simple and straightforward – not a lot of complexities to get distracted with and in that environment my dreamer went wild. I was growing every day, I asked more questions every day, I loved God more every day, and my desire to see Him work in my life kept me pursuing Him and what He wanted me to step out and do. And there always seemed to be opportunities to step out and do. So at the beginning of semesters I would grit my teeth, grimace and sign up for the hardest classes I could find. And all year I was pushed to learn. Every summer, or break from class, I made myself sign up for something that would put me in places where I could see Him use me. Every few months I had to choose. And I went to college and saw a bunch of students at the conjunction. And it reminded me that if Iâ€™m not careful that I will think that Iâ€™m smart, comfortable and satisfied. Choices donâ€™t seem so obvious any more. They donâ€™t show up as a class schedule or internship opportunity. They are disguised as a call to make, a place to go, or some other form of extra work. That doesnâ€™t sound very exciting. But I remembered this week that dreams die because dreams are starved. And dreams survive on the extra stuff.
Philip Bassham is on our church staff here at Vision–purely volunteer (no salary at all)! He is a tremendous blessing to me as pastor and to our entire church. I love what he wrote on his blog and so here it is-but you can watch a video if you will click on his blog. God bless you Philip-you inspire me to want to never let my dreams die!