What if your past disaster is someone else’s present,
Could you bear to see the suffering without lending a hand?
What if your hands are full and your purse is tight,
How could you be of help, what is your essence?
What if your story could spill a cup of water to a dry land,
What if your frail and small voice could stir someone to fight,
Not much work done but, wouldn’t it feel alright?
What if the baby steps could reach a thousand miles,
What if a kid’s day is brightened by your smiles?
What if your little kindness and care is all she needs,
That no matter what, God is good indeed!
What if that spilled cup of water could call the rain,
What if that shrill voice thundered in the heavenly realm,
If it only takes a spark to get a fire going,
What if it only takes one kindness to get someone believing,
That His Spirit is working in the land we are living.
What if there are no what ifs
And what’s left is only, “LET IT!”
Wouldn’t it be worth achieving
A new way of living, healing the hurting?
Redeeming the time with radical paradigm shifting
When months, years and life pass like a daydream,
When will we fulfill our true human calling?