I, too, have a dream, Dr. Martin Luther King.
I have a dream that someday every orphan will have a family.
I have a dream that the sex slave industry will be exposed and brought into the light, and abolished, forever.
I have a dream that every child would cease to be vulnerable to the darkest evil in the world today, the human trafficking industry, because of the protection that having a family provides.
I have a dream that the body of Christ would rise up and, on the deepest level, trust God to determine what their families look like.
I have a dream that the blinders would be broken away from our eyes and that we would see God’s children waiting, cold and alone and vulnerable in the world.
I have a dream that words like developmental delays, autism, heart defects, HIV, would no longer scare us.
I have a dream that we would see the face of a child, dearly loved by our Creator, behind every diagnosis.
I have a dream that God would raise up an army of people who refuse to let the circumstances of their lives stand in the way of rescuing the children.
I have a dream that God would fill each one of us with a servant’s heart, with the same heart that led Jesus to the cross to lay down His life for us.
I have a dream that we would begin to see ourselves as truly one family and recognize that children of our very own are waiting all over the world for us to come for them.
I have a dream that our eyes would be opened to the fact that while we are amusing ourselves, planning vacations and building our bank accounts, focusing on our retirements and on building our nest eggs, on making our lives easier, the children are waiting for medical care, for food, for a blanket, for someone to call them their own.
I have a dream that men’s hearts would be as broken for the orphans as women’s hearts are.
I have a dream that all people who call themselves Christian would have a servant’s heart, be willing to make their lives harder, to give of their finances and time, to make room around their tables, to make room in their homes and in their hearts for one more child.
I have a dream that the body of Christ would run to the children, pick up their heavy burdens and carry them on our backs, just as Barrabas picked up Jesus’s heavy cross and carried it for Him.
I have a dream that God would grow the faith His people.
I have a dream that noone would be limited by their finite thinking, but see God’s limitless ability to place every child in a family.
I have a dream that we would not see obstacles, but only God’s might and power.
I have a dream that the church would take that one tiny step of faith into God’s waiting arms, and bring the children home.