It appears that Joseph’s brothers had no future thoughts for their selves. They saw only sheep herding in the future, so their tore down Joseph’s dreams.
His brothers said to him, Shall you indeed reign over us? Or are you going to have us as your subjects and dominate us? And they hated him all the more for his dreams and for what he said. (Genesis 37:8)
But I, being poor, have only my dreams. I have spread my dreams under your feet. Tread softly because you tread on my dreams. (W.B. Yeats, 1863- 1939)
I had dream killers in my life too. If I had heeded them, I would have never written more than fifty books or lost fifty pounds.
“You did OK with that first book but you’d better not take a chance with a second one.”
“You will never lose weight. Your grandmother and your mother are both big women.
What are your dreams? Lay them out carefully, with great care before carefully chosen people.
Thank God for the dreams he puts in your heart. They have purpose. Follow them.