A THOUGHT ABOUT DAYDREAMS AND PRAYERS

As a child, I was a daydreamer (to a fault). It was considered a frivilous waste of time. As a man, it became a great asset. I imagined how things could be. The sicker I became the more beautiful my daydreams became. I imagined a world where every child is welcome and no child's birth is betrayed. I imagined a place where the disabled are included and not helped to kill themselves. I imagined a place where marriage is honoured and divorce is rare. I imagined a nation that honours God in its laws and behaviour. I imagined daydreams becoming prayers. Prayers often become reality.