Such precious faces, precious people… Whose heart cannot be touched? Whose eyes can remain dry? (not mine) Who can be contented to live an unconcerned existence while millions such as these are longing and hungering for love, for hope? Oh let me go too…
I've got to tell you, this kept me awake last night. Because there's a huge likelihood that God is going to call my whole family to go this winter... And here I am, crying "But I don't want to go, to leave what I love, not even for a moment!...I want to go to GYC!!..." Excuse after excuse. I changed my cry. Now it runs along the lines of "Lord, make me willing..."
That has been the language of my heart and, oh, my soul sings when friends express it! May the Lord continue to bless you and Chantee. :)
ReplyDeleteSuch precious faces, precious people… Whose heart cannot be touched? Whose eyes can remain dry? (not mine) Who can be contented to live an unconcerned existence while millions such as these are longing and hungering for love, for hope? Oh let me go too…
ReplyDeleteI've got to tell you, this kept me awake last night. Because there's a huge likelihood that God is going to call my whole family to go this winter... And here I am, crying "But I don't want to go, to leave what I love, not even for a moment!...I want to go to GYC!!..." Excuse after excuse. I changed my cry. Now it runs along the lines of "Lord, make me willing..."
ReplyDeleteThese words. . . they echo deep.
ReplyDeleteThank you.
...Oh Let Me Go
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