There once was a boy with a dream in his pocket
who went about living and nearly forgot it.
His time was spent in various ways,
pouring into others each of his days.
One day he stopped to look around.
Goodness, success and comfort he found.
In his looking, his hand reached deep
Into his pocket where his dream was asleep.
Out of his pocket that dream finally came!
With a face toward heaven it was given a name!
Leaving his comfort and success behind,
He wondered if perhaps he had forgotten his mind!
But this dream has a mind and a heart all its own,
With purpose that keeps him from walking alone!
The place where that dream lay resting for years,
Has now become the place God comforts his fears.
While the man spends his days living his dream,
God's voice in a whisper sends peace like a stream.
A poetic look at the coming about of Whisper Mountain Youth Camp! Thank you to all of you who have, in your own way, embraced this dream and walked along with us! To God be the glory!
If Marty, Patti or Whisper Mountain have in some way touched your life, would you mind leaving a comment for them to read? What a pocketful of encouragement this could be!!
Happy Weekend to you!