Your Journey

(Written 02/16/08. Midway through My Missionary Service)

You stepped off the plane that day,

not really knowing what you would say.

Welcomed by a man named Beck,

you met your trainer and you were set.

To the people of Oakland you went,

Sharing this love our Father sent.

Preaching and teaching;

you reached out with hands loving.

Reading and learning;

your life will never be the same.

You sat in their home and said,

'We all are God's children'.

Tears ran down their face that day,

as they kneeled down to pray.

Hearts were changed; made better

when they came to the water.

Preaching and teaching;

you reached out with hands loving.

Reading and learning;

your life will never be the same.

Back at the plan again;

this good-bye is so hard to end.

Eighteen months have now past,

and that man, Beck is joined with us.

We send our love and good luck.

Your mission's complete- may the memories be sweet.

You're life will never be the same.