Broken dreams are God’s adjustments
When I was a kid, I had a dream of being a pilot. I don’t know why, I just loved airplanes and everything about them from the design to the idea of Travelling. I even had a lot of posters of many kinds of airplanes in my room, and I studied a lot of things, which would of helped me become a pilot one day. Until I graduated from high school, my dream never changed.
At that time a lot of people underestimated me for having such a dream. I was still doing my preparation to pursue my dream despite being so short.
After I graduated from high school, I took the examination to enter pilot school and yes, I failed because of my height. Give up? Never! I just loved airplanes so much, so at that time I thought “I don’t even care if I couldn’t make it, I will try other things, what matters is that I would do something related to or associated with aircraft”. So I applied to become a Flight Operations Officer (FOO), the person who is responsible when the airplane is on the ground. And yes, I passed the test, but something happened that day. I needed to fulfill all the requirements, including the payment and I couldn’t make it on time, so I lost the chance to become FOO.
Was I hopeless? Yes, I was. It was like all the doors to my dreams were closing and I felt I had nowhere to go. Just to fulfill my day, I took an offer to work in a place that I never thought I would work in. I spent almost 3 years in a 9am to 5pm work style, which was really boring.
After those boring years, I met one community that made me realize that there were many things I could do. And then, I was doing many kinds of things, traveled to numerous countries, met a variety of interesting people and somehow, at every opportunity to talk about dreams, I would proudly say that I used to have a dream to become a pilot even though I couldn’t become one.
After I officially gave up my dream, I started to do things that I never thought I would do. I taught English in many places, schools, tutor places, slums, streets, etc. I coached in the art of acting in high school; Also, I even held one of my own drama clubs. I was mentoring people to have a purpose in life and a dream as well (and still does). I was traveling a lot, I went overseas and taught English, which was something that I thought, was impossible for me to do. Now, I’m still teaching English, but I also have taught Bahasa Indonesia to foreigner for the last two years. I found that I love doing it. I never thought that I would like teaching so much.
When I was a kid ‘till I graduated from high school, all I thought was only becoming a pilot. I was studying hard just to pass science in my school, I also learned a lot about airplanes. And when I failed to become a pilot, I felt useless and that I could do nothing. I felt my world was crashing into a million pieces and so. The pilot thing became my broken dream.
It’s been 10 years since the day that I failed to enter FOO’s school. Today is the same day like 10 years ago. The day when I gave up my dream, but somehow the dream that I thought had died still lives inside of me, giving me a change to encourage other people about how important it is to have a dream. In many ways, I will always have a change to share “my broken dreams”.
Broken dreams are God’s adjustments. I don’t know if you believe in God or not, but I do. When I thought the dream was dead, that’s the time when I found there are many things in store for me from God. He made the broken dream an adjustment for something big ahead. Something that I never thought would happen, and I never thought I could do. Something that I never thought I had in me.
Broken dreams are God’s adjustments. If you feel like one of your dreams couldn’t come true, just disguised as something else, then try to look at it from another side. It still might be there, the adjustments of your dreams are to become something bigger than what we thought.
When you do your best, some dots will be sprinkled in life and what seemed like meaningless dots will come together to become stars. We only have our own dots and our own stars.