I remember growing up with one dream—I wanted to be a professional singer. Music was my passion, my heartbeat. I wrote my first song in grade 4, and funny enough, if that song were released today, it would probably be a hit. My childhood friend, who was also my classmate, recently reminded me of one of the songs I wrote. Even my sister, Valerie, sent me a voice note singing one of my old songs. It’s incredible how, even as a child, I just knew—I wanted to sing.
My friend and I even entered singing competitions, like an “Idols” type of thing. Later, I started an a cappella group, which quickly became one of the best in our city. I was all in. I joined not one, not two, but three gospel bands at the same time! Every evening, I was at rehearsals—one group after another, and I was VERY SERIOUS AND COMMITTED ehhhh! My family would sometimes come and watch me sing, but over time, their excitement faded, replaced by concern, doubt, and eventually, discouragement. They started speaking against my dream, not out of malice, but perhaps from a place of love and caution. But to me, it felt like someone was cutting off my energy source. No one believed I could make it in music, and eventually, I started believing that too. So I stopped for a while and now? It feels like I’m learning how to sing from scratch.
But what do you do when you’re the only one in the room who sees the full picture, the colours , the possibilities, while everyone else sees only a rough sketch, something incomplete and insignificant? What do you do when nobody believes in your dream? Joseph had a dream. He woke up, shared it with his family, full of excitement, only to to be doubted and mocked. You share yours and you hear, “You will never become that. Just focus on selling tomatoes.” Or, “You? A businessman? Don’t be ridiculous.”
So, what do you do when your dream is met with doubt? When your vision is dismissed as wishful thinking? Do you let it die, or do you hold on to what you know deep inside—that you were made for more? Many people have buried their dreams not because they lacked talent or passion, but because someone they trusted squeezed the life out of them with words of doubt and discouragement. How many dreams have died simply because the wrong person was the first to hear them?
Who in your circle believes in you? Who looks at you and says, “You can pull this off! You can, and you will!” Who takes the time to listen to your goals with the same care that you listen to theirs? Too many people walk through life appearing lost, not because they lack purpose, but because they were surrounded by dream killers, people who made them question what they once knew deep inside.
Joseph was surrounded by dream killers. And it wasn’t strangers, neighbours, or casual friends, it was his own brothers. The people closest to him tried to silence his dream before it could even take root. But here’s what I want you to know: what matters most is that you believe in the dream God placed inside you. That dream is worth fighting for. It’s worth investing in. It’s worth your time, your effort, and your faith.
Don’t believe anything negative. You have the power, the strength, and the grace to do everything God has called you to do. How many things can you do through Christ who strengthens you? ALL. That’s right. Keep believing. Keep pressing forward. Your dream is not just possible, it’s worth it. Let’s goooo! ❤️🔥
And hey , l love you. 🌸
