Goodness Is More Than A Dream

Jessica Robles, a single young mother
Was struggling to feed her three kids
She went to the Publix without any money
Her family had fallen on hardship
She put what she needed right into a shopping cart
She didn’t take one extra thing
Some milk and some meatballs, some Hamburger Helper
Canned corn, peaches and chicken wings
Her kids were so hungry, she had to do something
She never had planned to be poor
She didn’t know who else to turn to
And rolled that cart right out the door
Officer Thomas saw Jessica Robles
And caught her red-handed in this
“I can’t go to jail” Jessica sobbed and she pleaded,
“Who’ll take care of my kids?”
Officer Thomas saw a much bigger picture
Much larger than milk and than bread
Arresting this mother would solve nobody’s problems
She had a notion instead
She pulled out her wallet and took out five twenties
And paid for the items in full
When others got wind of this story, more money
Came pouring in for Jessica Robles
A woman named Mayra gave two hundred dollars
She said “I’ve been right where she is”
And one of the local businesses kicked in
With five hundred more for her kids
When the story appeared on the late evening news
Someone watching offered Jessica a job
To say she was thankful would not scratch the surface
When down to her very last straw
The world may seem random and bad things may happen
Without rhyme or reason it seems
But now and again something stunning reminds me
That goodness is more than a dream
Goodness is more than a dream