I am honored today to feature a guest post from one of my favorite writers, Teresa Reep Tysinger (at left). To be completely honest she is not just one of my favorite writers- she is one of my favorite people! Teresa is sharing today about dreaming, and about one of her dreams. I urge you to share in her dream (as I have) by clicking the link at the bottom of the post and doing something amazing and tangible- GIVE! Join me and be part of her Dream Team. I'm not promising anything, but there may be t-shirts! And thank you, Teresa, for being willing to share from the heart. Always.
Hope is a foundational concept in the Christian faith. In
fact, I’d argue that aside from grace, it’s the defining concept. We have hope
for salvation because we trust in the promises of God’s love for us. We are renewed
with strength as we wait on his plans to be made known. So what do we do in the
meantime, as those full of hope? We
dream.
Throughout the course of history, “dreamers” have often been
tagged as foolish, nonsensical, time-wasters. Undoubtedly there’s some merit to
that. Dreaming is easy. Doing is hard. Doing takes planning, gumption,
patience, and a willingness to fail (sometimes several times) before
succeeding. But while dreaming may be
comparably easy, let’s not forget that dreaming is birthed from hope. Inventors
dream up an invention hoping for added convenience. Artists dream of new ways
to use various mediums in hope for creating beauty. Humanitarians dream of
repurposing excess resources in hopes of bringing relief to hunger and poverty.
These might be lofty examples of dreamers – inventors,
artists, humanitarians. But I believe each of our individual dreams (i.e.
ideas, brainstorms, and ambitions) are a product of the spiritual gifts God has
distributed among us. At the most honest level, we dream of doing the greatest
with our own talents, and leave those with talents we don’t possess to figure
the rest out. What are your dreams?
One of my dreams has been to use my writing to express joy,
hope, and grace to others. Since a young girl, I’ve found these things within
the pages of countless books. As I’ve grown, however, the dream was packed away
in a box deep in the recesses of my mind, covered up by demands of school,
relationships, motherhood, career, etc.
I accepted that there’d be time for that particular dream down the road.
One day. I hoped.
Have you ever noticed God’s tendency to make things more
complicated than necessary? Weaving together expanses of time, involving
numerous people in varying degrees, detouring to expose unexpected opportunities.
But an intricately woven tapestry is far more interesting, memorable – and most
importantly stronger – than a simple,
loosely stitched piece of fabric constructed swiftly and haphazardly.
I’m so thankful to see God in the midst of weaving together
my dream of becoming an author. A friend/co-worker urged me to consider
participating in National Novel Writer’s Month back last November, through
which you commit to writing a 50,000 word novel in 30 days. Crazy, right? But
the dreamer in me perked up. I channeled my inner gumption and willingness to
fail and committed. I traded my precious evening couch time for the glow of the
computer monitor late into the night. I painstakingly ignored my lack of
confidence that anyone would want to read it. I was tired. I was weary. I
doubted along the way. But I was also excited, hopeful, and felt alive. I
trusted God to use my words to craft a story of grace and redemption that would
mean something to at least one person who needed it.
Therefore, since we have so great a cloud of witnesses surrounding us,
let us also lay aside every encumbrance and the sin which so easily entangles
us, and let us run with endurance the race that is set before us. (Hebrews 12.1)
Imagine my surprise when in less than 30 days, I had done
it. It was hard. I wanted to quit – many times.
Now, thanks to the urging of supportive family and friends, I’ve found
an editor I want to work with toward to road to publication. She’s the first
one I checked out and it felt like an instant match. But God’s not done
weaving. I’m taking another uncomfortable leap and asking anyone interested to
join what I’ve affectionately named the “Dream Team,” and donate funds to cover
the cost of a professional edit of the manuscript.
“I can’t ask people for money for something that’s just a
personal dream,” I told my family and friends.
A friend pointed out that might be selfish of me – not
giving others the chance to be willingly woven in to this beautiful and
intricate tapestry of how God’s working through this dream. A dream that
ultimately belongs to him anyway.
So I created a campaign on PubSlush.com, a crowdfunding site
specifically for aspiring writers and publishers. At the time I’m writing this,
I’m 10% funded with 27 days to go. It’s scary. But I’m willing to fail. And I’m
hopeful. A pretty powerful combination that leaves the door open wide enough to
welcome God in to work his magic. The outcome is no longer really important.
What’s your dream? What amazing thing – big or small – might
God do through your dreaming while we await the hope of eternal life with him?
Working in the lives of your children as they experience you parenting with a
servant heart? Integrating into your company’s initiatives a community service
component? Building a water well in a small African village? And be on the
lookout for people join your Dream Team. Don’t be afraid to ask for help. Build
your village. Bless others with the opportunity to be part of your tapestry.
Dream big, friends. Endure the race set before you. We are a
hopeful people.
** If you’re interested in learning more, or – gasp! – donating to my crowdfunding
campaign, please visit my PubSlush page (link http://pubslush.com/books/id/3267).
Thank you! ** - Teresa Tysinger
