Saturday, January 21, 2006

My selfish dreams, but dreams nonetheless . . .

After reading two blogs about what people currently "want," I feel it is a wave of popularity that must be joined, it only in prayer that some of these things might come to happen. So here it is, my true heart's desire, I think.

I want to finish college well, at the top of my class actually. The top design-wise, not necessarily in GPA.
I want to find an amazing job where my talents are used and nicely encouraged to grow.
I want that job to understand my international family and frequent travels.
I want to live in a cozy little home and bound to and fro in travels as much as possible, sort of like the little kid at the mall who is wearing a harness attached to an elastic band his mom carries.
I want my passport to become soft with wear and tear.
I want my closet to grow fat with silk bought in India, a red cheongsam bought in China, a green wrap bought in Thailand, a fuschia scarf from France, a skirt and dancing shoes from Spain, and a larger size of pants I bought after eating my way though Italy :o).
I want to learn to communicate well and respectfully with Ryan.
I want to learn him so intimately that his thoughts are instantly readable.
I want to take Ryan to London, and watch him as he takes the train into downtown and sees everything with wide, traveling and excited eyes.
I want to learn how to cook and end up enjoying it.
I want to eat healthy.
I want to find some miraculous work out that I enjoy.
I want to ski more.
I want to have a life mission and continually walk in the Lords will.
I want to make a difference in the world, even if it's only my small portion of the world.
I want to be a vessel of encouragement.
I want wisdom.
I want to serve the Lord with a joyful heart.
I want to know God and His ways.

I guess that's enough for now.

3 comments:

Sharon said...

looks like you and i need to go shopping....in another country!

Charity O said...

always have a dream

Amber said...

"Dressing with style is akin to issuing a manifesto; dressing fashionably is like signing a petition." - Jani Allan