Facilitator

Make it happen, Peter Pan.

Sprinkle us with Pixie dust so

We can fly to Neverland

To dance and be forever young.

 

Fairy God mom, waive your wand.

Dress your favorite for the ball.

Make her magic dream come true

Til midnight’schime at last has rung.

 

Teach me, Merlin. Make me king.

Help me raise this sword from stone.

Give me wisdom, confidence

That I may rule with measured hand.

 

Walk with me on hallowed soil where

Once a carpenter was slain

To give us hope, to give us peace,

To spread His gospel through the land.

 

We are vessels, every one,

Facilitators by degree,

Reaching out and letting go

To set our listless spirits free.