Learning To Dream Again
When I was four or five, my dream was to be a "gas station man." When I was eight or nine, I wanted to be a "singer." And then something happened...life, I guess. And somewhere along the way, I stopped dreaming. Are we really living, though, without a dream, or are we just existing? God expects His people to be dreamers, but we have settled for so much less. Learning to dream again, this Sunday at Mendham Hills.