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Run Away, Don’t Delay

　　One night, my son was watching his big screen TV alone, and I decided to join him．He was watching a show 　　1　　 there were college students going to a get-together in Washington DC, and 　　2　　 the thousands who gathered there to celebrate something．When they got there, they started becoming 　　3　　 in drinking, and doing drugs．I didn’t want to watch it any more, so got up and went to bed．

　　About 3∶30A.m．I awoke, and lay there 　　4　　 the program, and a poem began forming in my mind, which began as,“　　5　　 sin(something wrong)comes calling, or knocking at your door, run away, don’t delay, 　　6　　 sin is like a magnet, and it will pull you down, run away, do not 　　7　　．”As I lay there, there was music which 　　8　　 it, and I knew that there was no way I would remember it by 　　9　　, so I got up and sat at the table, trying to 　　10　　　both the words and the music which came to me at the time．　　11　　 the pattern was set, and I had the notes written down in my notebook, the 　　12　　 of the poem came to me as well．

　　When it got 　　13　　 I decided to sit down at the piano and began trying to play it．My family came into the sitting room and I told them about the song, and wanted to 　　14　　 it with them．They all liked it, and 　　15　　 several times that day, I sang it again, and played it again, trying to fix it in my 　　16　　．

　　Later, I wanted to put the song on paper 　　17　　 just the little dots in my notebook indicating how high and how 　　18　　 to go．Not knowing how to do that, I 　　19　　 the song, and then sent it to my sister, Jennie, who had written many songs using her own poetry and music, and soon, here came the music and words all done up 　　20　　．I was so glad．

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　　My friend Monty Roberts told me a story about a young boy．One day at school, the boy was asked to write a paper 　　1　　 what he wanted to be and do when he grew up．

　　That night he wrote a seven－paper 　　2　　 his dream of owning a farm．He put a great deal of his 　　3　　 into the paper and the next day he handed it in to his 　　4　　．Two days later he received his paper back．On the 　　5　　 page was a large red F with a 　　6　　 that read, “See me after class．” The boy went to see the teacher after class and asked, “　　7　　 did I receive an F?” The teacher said, “This is an unrealistic dream for a young boy like 　　8　　．Owning a farm requires a lot of money．There’s no 　　9　　 a young man could ever do it．” Then the teacher added, “　　10　　 you will rewrite this paper, I will reconsider your 　　11　　．”

　　The boy went home and 　　12　　 about it long and hard．Finally, after a week, he turned in the 　　13　　 paper, making no changes．

　　Monty then said, “I tell you this story because you are sitting in my farm．I 　　14　　 have that school paper over fireplace．” He added, “The 　　15　　 part of the story is that two summers ago the same schoolteacher 　　16　　 30 kids to camp out on my farm．When the teacher was 　　17　　, he said, ‘Look Monty, I can tell you this now．When I was your teacher, I was something of a dream 　　18　　．During those years I stole a lot of kids’ dreams．　　19　　 you had enough courage not to 　　20　　 yours．”

　　Don’t let anyone steal your dreams．Follow your heart, no matter what…

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　　My friend Monty Roberts told me a story about a young boy．One day at school, the boy was asked to write a paper 　　1　　 what he wanted to be and do when he grew up．

　　That night he wrote a seven-paper 　　2　　 his dream of owning a farm．He put a great deal of his heart into the paper and the next day he handed it in to his 　　3　　．Two days later he received his paper back．On the 　　4　　 page was a large red F with a 　　5　　 that read, “See me after class．” The boy went to see the teacher after class and asked, “　　6　　 did I receive an F? ” The teacher said, “This is an unrealistic dream for a young boy like you．Owning a farm requires a lot of money．There's no 　　7　　 a young man could ever do it．” Then the teacher added, “ 　　8　　 you will rewrite this paper, I will reconsider your 　　9　　．”

　　The boy went home and 　　10　　 about it long and hard．Finally, after a week, he turned in the 　　11　　 paper, making no changes．

　　Monty then said, “I tell you this story because you are sitting on my farm．I 　　12　　 have that school paper over fireplace．” He added, “The best part of the story is that two summers ago the same schoolteacher brought 30 kids to camp out on my farm．When the teacher was 　　13　　, he said, ‘Look Monty, I can tell you this now．When I was your teacher, I was something of a dream 　　14　　．During those years I stole a lot of kids’ dreams．Fortunately you had enough courage not to 　　15　　 yours．”

　　Don't let anyone steal your dreams．Follow your heart, no matter what…

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