Theirs tears are wiped by your words
Your prayer, the prey to their sadness
Hope is the response to your call
These radio waves push them to greener shores
Yet, I pray for you
That the thousandth, millionth time
Still has that first time glow
I had a chat with Uncle Eric who works at a prayer hotline. He prayed for my exam and he gave me his best wishes and advice. Then, when he was done, I asked him about his day. He just said how he asks God everyday for the strength to help people deal with their problems. I bet I must be the hundred person he has spoken to today but, I wonder, how he keeps up his vibrance.