I always thought God-sized dreams were big. 
But I had forgotten that God could fit inside a manger. 
I always wanted to be on TV, to be a news anchor, until my husband asked me why, and I realized it was because I wanted to be famous, because I’d never felt known or affirmed. 
Funny how small you can feel when you realize your big dreams are just a disguise for low self-esteem.
My sister, a very talented pianist, was recently asked what her life-long dream was. Her response? “To be a housewife.” It has been her dream since she was a little girl. 

In my mind, that dream was small…

(I’m over at my dear friend Holley Gerth’s place, today, doing a giveaway; won’t you join me? Thank you friends.)