I I always dreamed what I should be
      From childhood ‘til to-day.
Somehow I mapped a certain path
      Career, to mark my way.

But suddenly the Master came
      And said, “Child, Follow me.
The work that I planned long ago
      I do assign to thee.”

So different from the dreams that I
      Had dreamt so long ago,
And thus the plan God had for me
      Descended like a blow.

Dear God, acclaimed, within this world
      My child should surely be!
It cannot be that Thou would call
      Him for a missionary.

How sad to shut the Master
      From plans and dreams that we,
Without Him, set in motion
      Upon their destiny!

~ Jenny Daniel