We turned back around and sat quietly in our thoughts on this beautiful April drive through the country. Then my husband asked me, "What do you think he's dreaming about?" We joked that he was dreaming about the next bottle of milk. The truth is I really began to ponder that question. What could an 8-month old little boy dream about? After all, he's been in this world for less than a year. His world consists of cartoons in the morning, naps in the afternoon, and playing with his stuffed animals and toys. So far, that's all. The spectrum of his thoughts is narrow. He's very limited on what he could dream about based on what he knows.
He's yet to experience the crash of ocean waves and sand between his toes. He's never seen a sunset through mountaintops in the west. He doesn't know what it's like to pick an apple straight from a tree and taste its pure sweetness. He's never fallen in love with a beautiful girl or held a newborn puppy in his arms. But ... I know he will someday. I felt a pure sense of peace at that moment and I realized that our Heavenly Father had just revealed something precious to me.
When I dream at night, He smiles, knowing that there is so much that I haven't experienced yet. But ... He knows that I will someday. I'll know things that I couldn't possibly dream about today because my spectrum of thoughts is so very narrow on this earth. I can't write about them because the words don't exist yet. But they will. I'll see all the glory that God has told us about. You'll see all His glory. He promised.
"No mere man has ever seen, heard or even imagined what wonderful things God has ready for those who love the Lord." (1 Corinthians 2:9)