Sunday, May 07, 2006

Dreams

There was once a 12-year-old girl who would always sit in her room to do her homework. Out of all the 9 subjects she usually had homework for she would usually leave all her English subjects last. See, her approach to life has been that of getting done with the yucky first and then be left with the more enjoyable and pleasurable things. So Math (Spanish) would go first... those were long and dreary hours! Her afternoons of homework would journey through Arithmetic (English) and Reading, Spelling, Grammar and Social Studies (English). One afternoon, her afternoon routine was interrupted by her uncle. He was a pastor who had just received a team of missionaries from the U.S. and had clearly overestimated his own language abilities. In desperation, he sought out the 12-year-old to see if she could help him communicate with the team. In her own young language she managed to convey the message and something clicked in her mind... what a wonderful thing to do! What an amazing thing to be a bridge between two people, between two cultures. From that day on her future was set, she would do everything in her power to do just that for a living. When people asked what she would do when she grew up, she´d quickly respond "I´m going to be a translator", never even imagining the power that remark had on her future.
The dream that was once conceived in the heart of a 12-year-old, in her parent´s dining room has taken her to places she never even imagined. But most importantly, that very dream has been the thread God used to bring her life together.
Today I sit here in awe, marveled at how amazingly perfect God's plans are for us even when we have no clue what we are walking towards. As I prepared for a profession, God paved the way for the rest of my life and for that "hinted" dream I had as a young girl I now have a wonderful family!
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Hubo una vez una niña de 12 años que solía hacer sus deberes por las tardes. De las 9 materias de las que tenía tareas siempre dejaba de último las que disfrutaba más, las de Inglés. De hecho, ese ha sido su enfoque en la vida, hacer lo desagradable primero y lo que más disfruta después. Empezaba con Mate. en español... ¡las horas más largas de su tarde! Y el resto de su travesía la llevaba por Arithmetic, Grammar, Reading y Social Studies. Una tarde su rutina se vio interrumpida por un tío que tenía un grupo de misioneros de visita y que no podía comunicarse con ellos tan bien como quería. Supongo que en un momento de desesperación los llevó a casa de esta niña que en su infantil lenguaje logró aclararles algunos detalles. Esa tarde algo hizo "click" en su mente... ¡Qué interestante ser un puente de comunicación entre dos culturas, dos personas, dos mundos! De allí en adelante su futuro estaba decidido... cuando alguien le preguntaba qué sería cuando fuera grande su respuesta era "Traductora" sin siquiera imaginar la trascendencia de ese comentario.
El sueño que se concibió en la mesa del comedor de sus papás la ha llevado a lugares que ella jamás imaginó. Lo más importante es que ese mismo sueño ha sido el hilo que Dios usó para hilvanar su futuro.
Hoy me siento aquí y me maravillo de la perfección de los planes de Dios para nuestra vida aún cuando nosotros no tenemos la menor idea de la dirección que llevamos. Al prepararme para una profesión, Dios marcó el camino del resto de mi vida y por ese sueño de "inspiración divina" que tuve de niña ¡hoy tengo una familia maravillosa!

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

I truly enjoyed reading that beautiful little story of yours! What an inspiration- especially for me, personally!:) I, too am trying to establish this skill! It certainly takes a whole lot of hard work in the process.... but, I'm definately known for having a great deal of determination along with motivation! Again, how wonderful it was to read it! OXOXOXO