If You Want It Bad Enough
She looked so sad, as the tree was lit,
tell me Lord, how much worse will life get?
I work all the time, hardly seeing my young,
and looking around me, not much have I done.
A mother so young, barely seventeen,
it's hard to imagine, the struggles I've seen.
Now it's Christmas, and the presents are few,
tell me Jesus, what should I do?
Suddenly a knock, so softly heard,
she asked, "who is there," but no one said a word.
Slowly she opened the door to see,
who in the world, who could it be.
There stood a man, with his beard so white,
glowing all over, against the night.
"Greetings my child, I am so lost,
can I stay with you, I hope this will cover the cost."
Shocked, and amazed, she invited him in,
closing the door, she noticed it was snowing again.
Who are you, and where are you from,
by the way he was dressed, she knew he was not a bum.
I'm just an old man, who is all alone,
I don't have family, everyone is gone.
I want you to have this, and he put it in her hand,
it was the deed to her house, compliments of this man.
How did you know, I was barely getting by,
and how did you know, this house I wanted to buy?
I live far away, and I have houses I rent,
this is the only one, the payment is always sent.
It means nothing to me, the money, and things,
but to you my child, it is everything.
I also have stocks, in the place where you work,
half I give to you, and the other to my church.
Thank you for a lesson I learned from you,
if you want it bad enough, you do what you have to do.
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