When the Lord restored the fortunes of Zion,
we were like those who dream.
Then our mouth was filled with laughter,
and our tongue with shouts of joy.
I never realized that to dream is itself a privilege. I had always been discontent until the fulfilment of dreams. Here the psalmist equates the feeling of restoration to that of one who dreams. Previously he must have felt no hope, no ability to even dream of restoration and victory, and now the mere freedom to dream was to him as exhilarating as their realization is to me.
Perhaps I have much to learn from him. So often I view life as "a means to an end," the attainment of career goals or the completion of projects. Maybe the mere freedom to dream should be enough. I have dreamt so much and so long over the years, but always anxious and impatient to realize them or hopeless that they would ever come to pass. Now is the time to bask in the dreams themselves, the opportunity to surpass all barriers for the moment in anticipation of what might come. And therein lies the key. These dreams can provide joy now because I have faith that God can turn them into reality later. The details may change, but God faithfully remains forever the same:
Now to him who is able to do far more abundantly than all that we ask or think...to him be glory in the church and in Christ Jesus throughout all generations, forever and ever. Amen. (Ephesians 3:20-1)