The Dream

I had a dream. In the dream I was a little boy about five years old. I was poor, hungry and frightened. I cried out to God and an angel came to me.

The angel said, "God is going to plant a church in America to send you a message of hope. But the church hasn't yet begun so you must wait. Continue to hope."

I waited but after a couple of years, my hope was weak. I was hungry and frightened. I cried out to God.

The angel came to me again and said, "God is growing the church in America that will send you a message of hope. The church is growing and Americans are becoming Christians but they don't yet have a desire to help people far away. Continue to hope."

I waited and hoped but after about three years I was very hungry and frightened. I cried out to God.

The angel came to me again and said, "Do not give up hope. The church in America is becoming aware of their need to help people like you."

"Then why don't they send the message?" I asked.

"They are busy helping people in their own country. They are very occupied in building a big building so they can help more people."

"But can't they send some hope to me too?" I asked.

"They are sending some hope, but not enough to reach you yet. Don't give up hope."

"When they finish the building, will they come and help me?" I asked.

"I hope so," answered the angel.