Over the past two months I have had the privilege of seeing Mount Rushmore, Independence Hall and the original Stars and Strips flag in the Smithsonian. I am struck by the greatness of men’s dreams. The dream of democracy was once only that, a dream, a vision, a far off someday. And yet, with a lack of evidence or proof and with grave risk, our current freedoms were initiated.
These symbols are powerful emblems of our heritage as Americans.
I wonder what dreams that we have that beg to be birthed? Although they may not be carved into a hillside or spark a song of national anthem. What might they do to the world we live in today?
Risk much.
Dream.
