Chapter One
Who Stole Forever?
No matter who you are, where you are, and how old you are, you long for a perfect world and struggle with the fact that the address where you live is anything but perfect. The young couple getting married have visions of the perfect marriage free from the strug- gles that they have seen others have. The pregnant mom dreams of giving birth to a perfect baby, easy to parent in every way. We imagine the perfect meal, the perfect job, the perfect vacation, the perfect house on the perfect street, the perfect friendship, and the perfect retirement. The list is endless. We’re all dreamers because we all have forever wired inside us. It’s hard for us to be content with the world that is, because all of us have an inclination to crave for what could be. We’re not perfect, the people we live with are not perfect, and the world around us surely isn’t perfect, yet the dream lives on in unrealistic expectations and dashed hopes. We are forever people; it is the way we were designed. We were created to live in a perfect world where death didn’t exist and where life would give way to life on into eternity. So we hope much, dream much, imagine much, groan much, sorrow much, and cry much.
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