Everyone has been through their fair share of disappointments in life. I have yet to talk to a single person who has said that their lives turned out exactly like they thought it would. Even talking with people in their early to mid-twenties, I have found that they say the same thing. They thought life would be…different. No matter your age or place in life, you will experience disappointments. It’s just a part of life. How we handle these disappointments, though, is what develops our character. Coming through the disappointments and learning how to handle them can be what makes or breaks us.
Recently, I was reading an article about a local landmark that had burned down a couple of years ago. It had been used as a church and a meetinghouse for various activities for the LDS religion. Through an accident, the place was practically burnt to the ground with nothing but a few blackened walls and stained glass windows remaining. It was heartbreaking for all of those who had loved the old building and had many memories of it. The frame stood empty for a while until those who owned the building could figure out what best to do with the land. It was announced later that the old landmark was going to be rebuilt into a temple to be used by worthy members of the LDS church. The building that had been used for Sunday meetings and various other events was now going to be used for a higher purpose.
As I read that article, I thought about my own life. I thought of the number of disappointments that I have been through in my life and especially in the last two years. I began to wonder if I was like that burnt-out frame. After a very recent devastating disappointment, I had decided to just stop dreaming for a while. I was tired of getting my hopes up to have them crushed again. But while reading through that article, I began to realize that maybe, just maybe, God had a different plan for me. Here I am trying to build a nice, comfortable life, but maybe He’s trying to build something grander. I don’t know what He has in mind, but it’s a beautiful thought: to think that, with His help, that my life might mean something greater than it does at the moment. He knows so much better than I.
So out of the ashes, I begin to dream once again…