
Hi all!!
In case you do not know this, I go to a church called Momentum and I love it!!! My pastor is great at preaching sermons that easily relate to life situations. This past Sunday he spoke about life in a snow globe. He talked about how snowglobes are perfectly contained little scenes inside a ball of glass. But normal people don't live in snowglobes...our lives are not perfectly contained in a round, Christmas-y, shiny, glass ball.
Then I watched the movie "Elf" today. Now I know many of you probably aren't huge fans of the movie. Or maybe you are. Yes, Will Ferrell isn't always known for his clean sense of humor but he really showed some skill in playing a human raised by Santa's elves in this family film. Anyway, back to the snow globe...
As you can see in the lovely picture above, Buddy is holding his snow globe of New York City that Papa Elf gave him before he heads to the big city to find his biological dad. Buddy is very naive and is given lots of advice by Papa Elf about how New York City is not what might be imagined from looking at the snow globe. All throughout the movie, we see that Buddy is obviously not quite aware of the reality of human life. Why should he be? He spent his whole life in the fantasy land of the North Pole and is only connection to real life was a picture of his birth parents and a snow globe with a tiny New York City skyline. When he begins to feel the sting of what it can really be like to be a human, Buddy gets discouraged. I am sure he felt that this trip to find his dad had not turned out as planned. Instead of making snow angels, ice skating, eating a whole roll of Tollhouse cookie dough as fast as he can, and snuggling with his dad, Buddy was let down. Until the end when Santa showed up and everyone had Christmas spirit and yay!!!! (not real life...lol) Also, sorry for the spoilers.
Now, to tie it all together. Sometimes I, personally, feel like Buddy the Elf. I view life through my little snow globe of possibilities and I end up getting let down. Often it is because I am just to darn idealistic. My pastor talked on Sunday about how we sing "I'm Dreaming of a White Christmas" in celebration of the holiday season and all the happiness it is supposed to bring, but not everyone will be dreaming this Christmas. Some people will be morning the loss of a child, like the parents of the Sandy Hook elementary students. Some people will be struggling to pay their bills and put Christmas dinner on the table, not to mention the gifts for the kids! Some people will be battling addictions and hiding their pain from their relatives, trying to be "normal" for Christmas supper.
Then there's my situation. This holiday season has found my husband and I will a bit of a financial crunch. Pay cuts and numerous bills (like the hundreds of dollars on my cat's vet bills), doctor visits, and buying Christmas gifts has caused some stress. Our snow globe has been all shook up. I remember today how I had planned on my husband getting a Christmas bonus like he did last year and planning how we would use it. When he said he wasn't sure he was getting one, I started to panic. Having extra money around the holiday season makes everything better. Finally, I began to accept that it may not happen. Then he comes home today with a holiday bonus that was even better than last year's. Funny how things work out...(it was God, definitely).
Another part of my situation that I will discuss is the fact that I have been very idealistic when it comes to career choices. I am so idealistic that it took me two years to settle on a major!! I wanted to save the world, and I changed career options like Taylor Swift changes boyfriends (see what I did there? :-p). Finally, I decided on social work. I was going to save the world through caring and helping people. *cue "awwws", warm fuzzies, and soft baby kittens*
Here's the problem: I do not live in a snow globe. You might be wondering how this ties in, but I will get there. My snow globe included me getting my degree, going on to grad school, hopefully getting a doctorate, and a counseling license. I would start my own practice or work in a college somewhere teaching or counseling. I would help people. It wasn't till a few Sundays ago when I was sitting in church and God hit me with a ton of heavenly bricks: He said I needed to reconsider my career plans.
Whoa, God, hold up. What? But I was going to help people!! You are helping people, He reminded me. I thought of my preschool class, which I teach a couple of Sundays out of the month. I was presented with the idea of ministry. Before, I thought that I was not cut out for ministry. I went to a very strict private Christian school in high school and I joined their servant leadership program. There, I was told that I was not meant to be a leader or a teacher. God wanted me to be in background. So I assumed that I was just cut out to be the person at church who cleans the bathroom or hands out flyers, not someone who teaches a class of 12 + preschoolers on Sunday morning. Suddenly, it hit me. I'm already in ministry. For some reason or another, I was simply under the impression that ministry was not a life long thing for me. That Sunday, I felt God showing me that it is. All the sudden, my desire to get a PhD has turned into a desire to learn more about children's ministry.
Don't get me wrong...maybe someday I will get a PhD. But I have realized that I was putting education and school as a higher priority than God. I was living in my snow globe dreaming away while ignoring the fact that I had almost forgotten to ask God about what I should be doing. Education is great. In fact, my degree will be really valuable to me in children's ministry. The internship I did with DFCS will be valuable as well. Who knows if I will end up working with someone through a DFCS situation someday and can share God's love to them and their children? God allows everything to happen for a reason. He has given me numerous opportunities to grow in ministry. I have awesome leadership in the children's ministry at Momentum and they have taught me what it means to serve. My snow globe may have been all shook up again, but it's okay, because God knows what He's doing.
My end point is this: dreaming is a good thing. It can be detrimental to us as Christians, however, when we put our own dreams for ourselves ahead of God's plan. God's plan may not always be what we "dreamed of", but it is definitely better than our wildest imagination. If you choose to live in God's plan rather than your own snow globe of your own plans, you will not be disappointed. God knows what's best for us, even when it doesn't make sense.
That's all for now.
As a side note, I think every person should watch Elf in honor of Christmas because it's hilarious and heartwarming.
Time to go finish my banana muffins for my husband to bring to his work!
Love to my readers, and remember: The best way to spread Christmas cheer is singing loud for all to hear!
Sincerely,
Julia
There she is hiding in a box....the cuteness!!!
