Movies bring back memories of when I was a little boy and I wanted so badly to grow up to be a hit-man for the Mafia. "When I was a child, I spake as a child, I understood as a child, I thought as a child: but when I became a man, I put away childish things."( 1 Corinthians 13:11 ) - It is hard to comprehend that desire now but it could possibly have had to do with wanting to end the fear and become the feared.

 

          My dreams today are about wanting to help people, but that to brings a question of, why? Is it to help my fellow man or to be accepted and loved?