The Place Where Dreams Come True
by Beverly Brown, Set Me Free Ministries Prayer Coordinator
My husband and I recently took a trip to Disney World. About midweek, I sent a text to my daughters that said simply, "I feel a blog coming on." So here is that blog, based on thoughts that I had throughout the week.
You probably already know that Disney prides itself on being known as the place where dreams come true. It is a magical place where supposedly every little girl becomes a princess and every little boy a pirate. I love being at Disney. It brings back good memories of my childhood when I really believed that if I just wished hard enough upon a star, I could have whatever my heart desired. I think that is why I keep going back. For that one week, I'm able to live in Fantasyland.
So, can I just be gut honest with you for a few moments? I'm not proud of that. Because as I walked around the parks and looked at all of the people, I wondered what their stories were. I knew that there were moms and dads and children who would leave that magical place to go home to a difficult reality. Maybe they were facing a terminal illness, or a terminal relationship. Maybe it was their hope that somehow, if they just wished hard enough, things would be different, reality wouldn't hit quite so hard. But fantasy is only temporary. Eventually, you have to go home.
And so I wondered what home was like for these nameless faces I saw all around me. There was one question that was always on my mind, one question I wanted to ask everyone I saw. "Do you know that there is a God who loves you, and His greatest desire is that you would know Him?" I wanted to let them know that if they would accept God's amazing gift of Grace, whatever the future held, God would walk through it with them. I wanted to let them know that while all of their dreams might not come true, God still had a plan and a purpose for them. Plans for good and not for evil, to give them a future and a hope. (Jeremiah 29:11)
But I didn't ask anyone that question. I just wondered. And it made me sad—sad to know that the majority of the folks I saw probably had no idea who Jesus really is. In their minds, He is just as much fantasy as Fantasyland. But they are wrong. Because Jesus was, is, and will always be. He is the Alpha and the Omega, the beginning and the ending. (Revelation 22:13) It is before Him that every knee will someday bow and every tongue confess that He is God. (Romans 14:11) It is Jesus alone who gives us salvation, for there is no other name given among men by which we must be saved. (Acts 4:12)
And while I may not have asked anyone that important question, I did pray. I asked God to somehow reveal Himself to each one of them. I prayed that they would come to know the God who loves them so much that He died for them. How tragic that some will never discover that amazing truth—even in the place where dreams come true.