A Dream Deferred

What happens to a dream deferred?
Does it dry up
like a raisin in the sun?
Or fester like a sore–
And then run?
Does it stink like rotten meat?
Or crust and sugar over–
like a syrupy sweet?
Maybe it just sags
like a heavy load.
Or does it explode?
– Langston Hughes

Hello friends,

I hope that you are well. As you can see, it has been ages since I last wrote a blog post or even updated things on here. Much of what God has shown me in the lately wasn’t meant for me to share with the others, but some recent events have given me the desire to come back to the blog and share what God has done.

In the past few months, most of my conversations with God have centered on the question that the legendary poet Langston Hughes asks in the above piece: what happens to a dream deferred? I’ve asked God, “what am I supposed to do with my dreams while they are on hold?” Many people may wonder why I would be so bold as to ask that, but my dreams intersect with the passion and gifts that He gave to me. Dreams that include inspiring children through teaching, showing kindness through my daily interaction with them and building them up to know that they are important and valuable. With so many children born into complicated situations, nothing brings me more joy than letting a child know that they are special, helping them to steer away from bad choices and seeing their self-confidence and thus, their life improve as a result. This is the work that doesn’t really feel like work because it brings me joy.

 For months, I’ve been frustrated with my lack of influence at my last job. It’s not that it was a terrible place to work, but I am called to create change and in the position that I was in, that wasn’t an easy task. After many prayers, conversations with my sisters in Christ and close friends, I decided to truly focus on being thankful for where I was instead of focusing on where I was not. I realized that in due time, God would make my dreams come true. He would place me where I could really impact things.

To make an incredibly long story short, God used a family member of a family friend to link me to a school here in Philadelphia. A few weeks after giving the school my information, they asked me to come in to do a demonstration teaching lesson for them and the rest is history. On Monday, I started a long-term substitute job that looks very promising for school next year. The staff is incredible, the school is beautiful, it is in the inner-city and it outperforms most schools in the area and the students are very bright. Also, I’m able to teach many of my own core values because they are already built into the curriculum. I can discuss the importance of qualities like integrity, virtue, respectfulness and perseverance right alongside reading, math, and all the other subjects. My first week was extremely challenging, but also very fulfilling. I’m teaching an all-boys class of 3rd graders who have already gotten used to how their old teacher expected them to act, so it is without a doubt the most difficult task I have ever had. This week, I laughed and I cried (not in front of them) but I know that as time progresses, there will be more laughter than tears. I already love my students deeply, and I can’t believe that I only get to spend two months with them before summer.

If you are reading this, I want you to know that with God, nothing is impossible. He has not only made my dream come true but He prepared me before making it happen. I wanted to move away from Georgia and when I tried to do it on my own terms, it failed. So, I prayed and when God opened a door for me to move to Pennsylvania although the circumstances were very odd, I prayed and moved. I worked at a job that I didn’t love for months because I knew that in the right time, God would open the right door. I made so many friends and good relationships at the job, and left on good terms with well-wishes because I consistently worked with excellence. And when God was ready, He opened the next door and I immediately knew it was Him. Know that He has not forgotten you. He is a promise keeper.

So you may ask, what happens to a dream deferred? With God, a dream deferred doesn’t die, it doesn’t explode, it doesn’t hang, it doesn’t dry out or sag. Instead, it is protected and cultivated until the proper time for it to be fulfilled comes.

Some of my thoughts on dreams a few weeks before being asked to come interview for my current job.

Keep dreaming, keep trusting and keep believing God. Be blessed, have a wonderful day and please keep me in your prayers.



2 Replies to “A Dream Deferred”

  1. Brittany, thank you for sharing. I truly believe God used you through this blog just for me. Thank you again for sharing and I will continue to keep you lifted!

    1. Precious, that is incredible. I’m so happy that it spoke to you and I pray that it speaks to others as well. My testimony was too good to keep to myself. Thank you for those prayers, and I’ll be doing the same for you and your family. 🙂

Leave a Reply

WordPress spam blocked by CleanTalk.