A Dream Fulfilled Is A Tree Of Life

Posted on May 12, 2016 in Writing Life

Pursuing your dream isn’t really about achieving it. It’s about who you become through the pursuit.

I wrote those words in a blog I posted last August, entitled Don’t Wait to Pursue Your Dream. I also wrote that loving small accomplishments and growing through the journey were the point of pursuing your dreams.

That giving the world what makes you come alive is a far greater blessing than anything the world can give you.

Writing makes me come alive. One of my biggest life dreams will be fulfilled next Tuesday, May 17 with the release of my debut novel, Perilous Judgment.

A dream fulfilled is a tree of lifeHope deferred makes the heart sick, but a dream fulfilled is a tree of life. Proverbs 13:12.

As I pondered that verse in light of what will happen next week, I realized something important: realizing this dream, publishing my first novel, isn’t a tree. It’s the fruit of a tree that grew in me through the pursuit.

A friend of mine asked me recently about my greatest challenges and obstacles in writing Perilous Judgment. My answer:

Honestly, the most formidable challenge I had to overcome was myself…believing I was meant to be a writer, that novels were the right pursuit and use of my time. I came to realize writing fiction was not so much a calling from God as it was a responsibility to use and develop the desire and abilities He’d given me as an offering to Him. Like in the parable of the talents.

The tree that grew in me is believing God.

Believing I had permission to use the writing gift He put in me. Believing he’d planted the desire in my heart to tell stories about how people who love Him can do justice and love mercy in the face of impossible opposition. Believing that, whether a hundred or a thousand or a million people read the stories I write, He is pleased.


The tree of life that grew in me is believing God.


To paraphrase Eric Liddell, the Scottish Olympian depicted in the 1981 film Chariots of Fire:

I believe God made me for a purpose, but he also made me to write. And when I write, I feel his pleasure.

My journey as a novelist has only begun. One fruit ripened, more to follow.

How about you? What makes you come alive?

Jesus says if we abide in Him and allow his words to abide in us we will bear much fruit.

Fruit from a tree of life.


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