Leaving Comfort
One bright spring morning I went walking,
Walking side by side with my father,
He looks deep into my soul and whispers,
I got a call this morning for you,
Who comes calling Father?
My sweet daughter, a man named Mission has called for you.
Father, I know nothing of this man,
Though I have known others by the same name,
My daughter, he has asked you to move away with him.
Father no, I will stay here with the ones who I love!
Daughter, though it is true I love you dearly,
He will show you a type of love that I cannot give.
Where does this man, Mission, want to take me?
He wants you to live with him in a city called Poverty.
Oh Father, I have heard of this place, Poverty.
I will not go, Poverty is nothing like our little city of Comfort.
True daughter that Comfort is a lovely place,
But will you really be satisfied, never leaving Comfort?
You are right that I would like to travel a little ways from here,
Maybe Father I will go visit this Poverty for a week or so,
My daughter, you misunderstand, he beckons you for life.
To take his hand, means you must leave Comfort,
But my daughter I would not lead you astray,
I know Mission, he is one of my most faithful workers.
Oh father, you have many workers, why not one of the others?
No my daughter, I have picked this man, Mission, out just for you.
Father, I want not to leave you, or this city, or my sweet life.
Daughter though Poverty is a terrible city,
You will soon see in the center of the city is the fountain of Purpose.
Though you want not to leave, when your lips
Touch the water of this fountain, Purpose,
You will see why I sent you to live with Mission.
You will be brought back to life, joyful, beautiful life.
Then city Poverty will transform into an oasis,
A drink for the thirsty, in the desert of Poverty.
You, my daughter, will be the giver of the water that flows from this place,
The water here is called Hope, bring it to Poverty
Bring it by the bucketful, everyday bring Hope back.
Then your heart will be filled with love, and you will thirst no more.