When I stand before God at the end of my life,
I would hope that I would not have a single
bit of talent left, and could say,
'I used everything you gave me'.
Many will be shocked to find,
When the day of judgment nears,
That there’s a special place in heaven
Set aside for volunteers.
Furnished with big recliners.
Satin couches and foot stools;
Where there’s no committee chairmen,
No group leaders or car pools,
No eager team that needs a coach,
No bazaar and no bake sale.
There will be nothing to staple,
Not one thing to fold or mail.
Telephone lists will be outlawed,
but a finger snap will bring
Cool drinks and gourmet dinners
and treats fit for a king.
You ask: “Who’ll serve these privileged few
and work for all they’re worth?”
“Why, all those who reap the benefits
and not once volunteer on earth!”
© Tina's Prayer Gate