Dream… When we were kids the question, “What do you want to
be when you grow up?� was followed up with answers that lacked impossibilities.
Anything from astronauts to policemen crossed our imaginations. When we were
kids no one ever told us what we couldn’t be; sure there may have been a couple
laughs at the obscure professions that we mentioned, but the limitations of
life were never expressed. We were children… Children full of imagination and
creativity… Children filled with passions and dreams… Children full of life,
living without a notion to worry… Children ignorant of impossibilities… We were
children.
Dream… As we grew older, life’s realities settled in. We
learned to walk the path of limitation. We accepted the word impossible. We
matured in the art of worry. We fell short of passions and dreams because they
were not realistic enough for the lives we were taught to lead. We forgot what
it was like to be a child.
Dream… We once knew a Father that was full of imagination
and creativity, passions and dreams. A Father who spoke a world into existence,
and then breathed life into dirt molded in His image. We knew a Father who created His children to
be free. Free to be like their Father. Free to dream.
Dream… The whisper of a Father crying out, “I set you free!
Free to pursue your passions and dreams. I created you with free will because
robots were not my desire; they would have been too simple for my imagination. I
love to see my children walk in their dreams. I created you to dream dreams
that would change the world, dreams that would go beyond your capacity to
fulfill. So, dream! Walk in those dreams. Make them count with passion for all
that they are worth. Dream!�
We were created to be children… Children full of imagination
and creativity… Children filled with passions and dreams… Children full of
life, living without a notion to worry… Children ignorant of impossibilities…
Children of a Father who lives outside the realm of possibilities… We were
created to be children.
So, Dream…
