

We know that our physical bodies seem ill-fit for our ageless souls. When we’re courageous enough to sit in the dark without the light of a cell phone, we know instinctively this life can’t be it. The writer of Ecclesiastes called it “eternity set in our hearts” (see 3:11). More often it whispers in the quiet when we’re all alone and squirms in the stillness when we’ve got no place to go. We can silence it, of course, but it takes a fair amount of commitment to keep it silent.


The Maker of heaven and earth embedded deep within the human psyche an innate suspicion that He is out there. The Bible shamelessly validates every single one of those dreams with a corresponding reality. I’m talking about the kind of dreamer that believes every life has an actual purpose and that a plan is in motion that can and will and must turn out well. We have a dreamer in there who wants to believe that good really can overcome evil and that, one glorious day, the poorest of the poor will be the richest of the rich (James 2:5). This dreamer wants to believe in ridiculous things like happy endings, enduring romances, quests and kingdoms, buried treasures worth hunting and valiant adventures worth sweating and bleeding for. There is a dreamer somewhere in all of us.
