November 2010

I’ve heard the words,

“They don’t eat today.”

As I’ve watched your children laugh and play.

I’ve felt the loss

Of a dying generation,

Yet I’ve joined in their powerful praise and celebration.

I’ve seen the suffering

Of lepers, O Lord,

And am humbled by their joy in knowing you more.

I’ve stepped into

Poverty and pain,

But I’ve learned to see you in the rain.

Inside and out

Upside down,

I once was lost but now am found.

In your grace we’re all held

We all are treasured

By the one whose love knows no measure.

Some of us are rich

Giving thanks every day

For your care and provision, how you make the way.

Some of us are poor

In spirit and soul,

Creatures of comfort with a gospel full of holes.

On equal ground

We hit our knees

And cry out, “God, meet me right here, please!”

There they are

So dear to you,

Wanting only to be near to you.

And here I am

So deep in your debt.

I beg you, Lord, let me never forget.

And so I pray you, Lord,

Not if, but when

Will you break my heart again… and bring me back to Africa? to you?

I am a wife to Greg; mom to Greg Jr., Zach and Kate; Soul Healing Hostess; writer; artist; lover of Jesus and seeker of the elusive wonders of simplicity, truth, balance and rest.

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