Having a dream, keeping a dream, remembering a dream

   Dr. Martin Luther King Jr. was a leader, an activist, a father, a minister, a writer, a prisoner, and most importantly a hero to us all.
He had a dream 40 years ago, and that dream is still embedded in many of our minds today.

  But the question is: Will the image of King delivering his speech to over two hundred supporters from the steps of the Lincoln Memorial be embedded in our children? Our children’s children?

  I don’t know about you, but my Magic 8 Ball reads, “Outlook Not So Good.” So many people know King as a civil rights activist. They just know him for the simplicity of his speech. They know him as a leader. What they don’t know is the meaning behind his powerful, boasting words.

  He had a dream of equality. He had a dream of brotherhood. He had a dream of freedom.

  Three simple wishes, right? I think they’re simple enough. Just like King, I have a dream. My dream may be a little easier to make a reality. I have a dream that one day this nation will remember and honor King for his leadership, his greatness and his passion.

  I have a dream that one day on the playgrounds of our schools, my son’s sons and your daughter’s daughters will be grateful for the freedom and peace King bestowed upon us. I have a dream that one day even in this world, a world scarred by the wounds of hate, scarred by the wounds of war, will be transformed into a place of joy and peace.

  I have a dream that one day my 3-year-old brother will be taught the lessons of King, not because he was a great man, but because he was a man that changed the world.

  I have a dream for the future.