My Dream...

I wish that I could change the world

Into a better place. 

I want to rescue all the kids

Who're ruthlessly displaced. 

I want to hold them, stop their cry

Replace it with some love.

If I could only take them in

And build a home of love. 

I guess I'd build a cottage

At a place beside the sea, 

So they could see God's handiwork

And play out on the lea.

Oh, I would need some workmates though

Who'd help me change some diapers, 

And cooks and bakers who would take,

The time for little fingers. 

I'd also bring the homeless in

(Perhaps we'd need expansion.)

I guess I'd need a carpenter

With cash hid in his apron!

And then I'd bring a pianist,

To add some joyful noise.

Of course there'd be a doctor too,

To bandage careless boys. 

If that were done, I'd fetch the teens

Who stand behind Tim Hortons.

I'd bring them home and play some chess,

While listening to their problems. 

I guess we'd need some more adults

To help with adolescents.

It really is a tricky thing,

To navigate those changes. 

Oh yes, I'd bring a preacher too

Who'd get down on their level.

And help them see the God above 

Who loves them from His heaven. 

Perhaps we'd also add a wing

For dear old lonely ladies,

Who pet their cats and sit and stew,

Abandoned by their families.

To that, we'd add a room for plants

So they could have some flowers. 

The children could learn much from them

And cheer their lonesome hours. 

Oh wouldn't it be completely grand

If all these dreams were true?

You see it just might be the dream

Of One who rescued you. 

I think He'd like to bring the boys 

And girls from off the street.

I'm sure He'd care about the lost

Teens living in defeat. 

So shall we go and help Him make

His glorious dream come true?

Perhaps we should begin by prayer

And ask, "What shall I do?"

If we would all go down the street

With eyes and hearts edged wide.

I think we'd find a lot of folks

That we could bring inside. 

You take your mansion, I'll use mine.

And rather than one place,

We'll reach the people all around 

And help them find God's grace. 

I think He'd be quite pleased if we,

Would bring His children home.

He really doesn't like to leave

Them crying all alone. 

You are a child of God the King.

You have His highest favour

I know there's more who'd like to come

And let Him be their Saviour

Inasmuch as ye have done it unto one of the least of these my brethren, ye have done it unto me. Matthew 25:40b