I have a dream...

Today is the anniversary of the assassination of Martin Luther King. He had a dream.

We all have dreams. Some of us dream more than others, but we all dream. I'm not talking about that moment when we reach REM and we see little purple bunnies chasing hippos in the pond. I am talking about that moment when we realize there is something bigger than ourselves and know we want to be a part of it. We have a hope.

I have lots of dreams. I used to think that all the dreams that I had were just disconnected thoughts about something that would someday be cool to do. If I had 100 lifetimes I might be able to do some of them. Then I realized that the majority of my dreams were somehow connected. They all were a piece of something bigger than me. And it made me want them even more.

Then it seemed like nothing was ever going to happen. I even came to a point where I didn't want to be quiet with God because I knew I would get dreams that were never going to come true.

Who cares? Who cares if my dreams never come true? If they are my dreams they probably don't need to come true and if they are God's dreams, He will accomplish them. When He wants to. If we live with this idea in our minds we are free to dream as big as we can, as often as we can.

ORAN6E is a dream. It is something bigger than me, and it is part of something even bigger than itself, and I want to be a part of it. And I want you to be a part of it. I don't know how we are going to do it, but I think we need to give ourselves the permission to dream. Dream big.