When he was in eighth grade, all Chuck Swindoll wanted for Christmas was a new basketball. His father, who worked in a machine shop, had made him an iron hoop for a basket. Chuck practiced until he could sink nine out of ten free throws, and he worked hard on a two-hand set throw. Then one November evening, his old tattered basket-ball burst. With six weeks to go before Christmas, he dropped numerous hints and did his chores with renewed energy, even volunteering to wax the kitchen floor! Sure enough, a brightly wrapped box appeared under the Christmas tree – the right shape, the right sound when shaken, and with Chuck’s name written on it. He could hardly wait.
On Christmas Day, he tore at the wrapping only to discover a world globe inside it. It had no bounce to it. Disappointed at the time, Chuck has reflected back on this experience: “My mother’s vision eclipsed my fantasy and became my reality. I still enjoy watching basketball but what really excites me is the idea of sharing our Savior with people in places like Singapore and Moscow, Delhi and Montreal.”
What are your dreams? What dreams are you instilling in your dear ones? Are they God’s dreams? Don’t ask God what you think is good: ask Him for what He thinks is good for you. After this manner therefore pray ye… Thy kingdom come. Thy will be done in earth, as it is in heaven. Matthew 6:9-10.