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 eye;
But for those who share my dreams I ask a little patience,
A little humour, 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 a while
And walk away knowing that they too can find a dream.
There will be sunfilled days and sometimes it will rain -
A little variety ...
I will be with you in both - So, come, be content.
It is my dream you dream
It is my house you build
My caring you witness
My love you share - And this is the heart of the matter.

The dream I have today, my Lord,
Is only a shadow of your dreams for me.