Message #150367

[Flash-әdge]

Hope of my Heart

As I walked along the streets
Many sad things my eyes did meet.
I saw the poor, the hungry, the broken
All standing there, their hope was choken.
I handed out the bags, the food
Yet it sometimes seemed that little was understood.
So off me, and my team mate, went
To show these people what our deeds meant.
We spoke, we shared, we told them of Christ
They listened, they heard, were given more in life.
We listened, we cried, we heard their stories
And then we showed them of God's glory.
Now as I remember that dark night,
I hope and pray to be to them a light.

Something experienced on my trip.