My life may have been a series of bad events and good, but God said that all things work out for his glory.  In the end of my sixth grade year Dalton Sylva and I became best friends and he told me about a dream that he had. Dalton dreamed about a plane he called the Sparrow. In his first time telling me what it looked like there was a glimmer in his eyes. This dream was now his vision. Past dreams reflect on the future.