Wednesday, September 30, 2009

Tuesday, September 29, 2009

Friday, September 25, 2009

Children gathered from all around the country. Each had a story to tell. Each has a fear, sadness in their hearts. But each willing to be healed, willing to change and be a new creation. The children were from different backgrounds, different languages, different shapes and sizes. But they all love the Lord. They all believe and have faith in their heavenly father.

Each child a gift
A gift to the world
A gift to us
Us who were they protectors for three days
Each child
Mesmerized us
Their emotions, their feeling
Intertwined with ours
As praises raised to God
We leant
We say
The faith that was in their hearts
The faith and the love
They had for Christ
We heard their stories
Their concerns
We wept with them
As stories of hard times poured out
We laughed with them
As they shared jokes
We listened as they talked about the Lord
We held hands
As we bowed our heads in prayer
Each child is a gift
Each child a message
A message to us
That Jesus still loves
Jesus Still cares
Jesus knows us, each by name
From the tiniest hand to the biggest
Jesus will lead
Jesus will hold

Last weekend was a camp for children, who for their faith have been tormented and hurt by their societies. Gathering these children in one place, we sang with them, we leant leassons with them, we shared with them. And I know I speak for all of when I say, Jesus touched us through these children, just as He touched them through us.

Wednesday, September 2, 2009

As the rain falls

Watching outside

I remember a time when I was afraid

As on a hill we satAmidst a ghostly mist

My heart beat faster

Fright brought my head to my hands

Then a hand of love reached out

The hand of my father

My dad

Tuesday, September 1, 2009