There is scripture that says:
“ Write the vision And make it plain on tablets, That he may run who reads it. 3 For the vision is yet for an appointed time; But at the end it will speak, and it will not lie. Though it tarries, wait for it; Because it will surely come, It will not tarry." This scripture comes from Habakkuk 2 (NKJV)
The interpretation is that if you write the vision down it will come true. The last 25 years or so of my life I have done this. Whether it be in the fog of an alcoholic stupor, the pain of disappointment in self, the strength of a father dying, the devastation of divorce, through illness and divorce and love lost and love dismissed, and loneliness and back to self; I have written what I believed at the time I wrote. I wrote what I believed I would achieve in the future. I have many goals for myself and for my children. The goals that have come to pass for me are many and every single time that something manifests I am overcome with joy and I give thanks to God for allowing that goal to happen.
On Saturday, myself and another church sister held a Vision and College Workshop for the youth. Fifteen children betwee the ages of 12 and 19 came and we were so jazzed. My fellow sister worked on college applications and I talked to the youth about having a passion for something. That something is what thing could they do all day whether they got paid for it or not. I told them to think about what excites them and not their parents and then create a collage on a poster board.They were tasked to create their own vision boards. I brought in a board that I had done when I was in my early 20's - it has images, words and colors cut out of magazines and glued to an extra large sized poster board. Now as I type it, I am not sure if I did this when I was in college or when I was at home on a break and if my sister were here she might even know the exact date - I could've done it in high school. I have never had a good memory for dates and she has a memory that could probably remember when and where the rat pissed on the cotton alas, I can not. I know, terrible phraseology from a woman that loves the Lord, terrible yes, love the Lord yes. Forgive me. Anywho, my vision board has moved with me from Mississippi; to New Orleans; to Richmond, Oakland, Hayward and now Tracy, California. As I looked at this poster board that has long since lost its white color and its firmness, I am able to see where my head was at then. The young Yolande loved the color red, and wanted desperately to be in love and was over occupied with sex and the one word that stood out on the board was assertive. The youth thought it was cool and quite frankly I did too. They had their mouths wide open when I said I have had this some 25 years - there was gasping. I really didn't get why all the gasping!! LOL LOL
The youth spent an hour creating their visions and after the hour, they wanted more time. They were like childrne in a candy factory - happy to be there and not wanting to leave. I was happy. This vision that I have had for these children some 3 years now, was happening. The youth were laughing and talking and showing each other what they were doing. My middle son who hated having to go enjoyed himself. He even created a pretty doggone awesome looking board. The youth looked through magazines and cut out words and images and colors and people and animals and placed them on their boards the way where they wanted to place them. As they shared their vision of who they are at this moment in time, I sat and took notes. Each of them had different interests. The underlying and consistent thread was that each believed in God and they like themselves. They said, I like myself in their interpretation of what each image meant to them. It was a good thing. I was on cloud 59 million. I was proud of them and I was proud of myself.
One more goal achieved, more to come. Retiring at 55 is gonna be a good thing and at the rate I am going, my new career is going to be the one that I am crafting today. God is good.