Dreams produced acts of CRAZY FAITH. One hot day in a cotton field of Mississippi, I saw a pregnant teenager leaning on her hoe, looking up to heaven with tears running down her face. She said that she was constantly being ridiculed and rejected by both her mother and her baby's father. Still crying, she said, "It was my first time having sex." Wiping her eyes, she said, "I have strange dreams, and one day, God is going to free me and my child of this pain. You can call it a CRAZY FAITH, but I do believe." Years later, I heard she had left Mississippi and now both she and her daughter have strange dreams, but their dreams produced acts of CRAZY FAITH-acts that changed the lives of many children.