There’s been a cool thing that’s happened over the past couple years: chasing your dreams has become sexy.
We’ve become people who aren’t content working 9-5 just to pay the bills. Instead, we want to feel like we’re making an impact. Or we want to actually make an impact.
Millenials, for all their shortcomings, are a generation who would rather take less money and do what they believe in than make more by working a job they hate.
And that’s awesome.
What we tend to forget to talk about is the unsexy side of chasing your dreams.
The times we get told no.
The ways negative news tends to come all at once.
The emotional roller coaster of the process.
Last week I had a hard day. The reality of losing half my income in three weeks started to hit home and I got scared.
A crazy thing happens when you write about chasing your dreams: you end up remembering what they are.
A few weeks ago I wrote about walking in the middle of the road to create space to dream. On the day I wrote that post, I had a thought pop in my head while walking the dog:
What would it look like to be a freelance graphic designer working with churches and people to impact the world?
By the time the dog and I got back to my house, I’d pushed the thought to the back of my head as a dream that could one day happen.
Over the course of the weeks after that intial thought, the idea kept coming back over and over. For the last 20 months or so, I’ve had an uneasiness within me saying there was something more out there for me. I never could put my finger on what exactly it was, but I always knew it was there. Maybe this idea, this dream, was what was next.
I processed things with a lot of people to see if there was even a market for my idea. To my surprise, every person I asked said the same thing: there’s definitely a market for it. I’ve just got to find the right people to partner with.
About a month ago I began conversations with the leadership of my church. As I told them my ideas and my dreams, they were on board with them. I remember my executive pastor telling me he knew there was a higher calling on my life and this idea would let me reach it.
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