And the Lord God said:
I Myself will dream a dream within you.
Good dreams come from me you know.
My dreams seem impossible.
Not too practical.
Not for the cautious man or woman.
A little risky sometimes.
A trifle brash perhaps.
Some of my friends prefer to rest more comfortably,
in sounder sleep, with visionless eyes.
But from those who share my dreams,
I ask a little patience,
a little humor,
some small courage, and a listening heart.
I will do the rest.
Then they will risk,
and wonder at their daring;
run, and marvel at their speed;
build, and stand in awe at the beauty of their building.
You will meet me often as you work;
in your companions, who share your risk;
in your friends, who believe in you enough
to lend their own dreams,
their own hands,
their own hearts, to your building.
In the people who will find your doorway,
stay awhile, and walk away
knowing they, too, can find a dream….
There will be sun-filled days,
and sometimes it will rain.
A little variety!
Both come from me.
So come now, be content.
It is my dream you dream;
My house you build;
My caring you witness;
My love you share;
And this is the heart of the matter.