Hands
Once so big
That spanned across my back
And kept me safe.
That stroked my hair
To ease my childhood pains.
That clasped my small hand
To protect me from harm.
Those hands like giant's
That held me as a newborn,
Now withered
And aged,
Ravaged by the passing of time,
Still hold my heart

Running in sand is like chasing your tail. You're not going to get very far but you're gonna waste a lot of energy.

You've got a spot
On your neck
That I know my head
Could easily fit in.
My small warm hands
Would complete
Your big cold ones.
Why did god
Let you move
2,500 miles away from me?

A boy sits alone
Waiting for a friend
Someone he can play with
Someone to hold his hand.

A girl in the hall
Rushes to get to class
But no one notices
As she pushes past.

A man stands
All alone on the street
Hoping someone will come along
And give him food to eat.

A woman sits on her bed
Aging each day
Wondering why her children
Are so far away.

There are so many lives
That are left untouched
Because we think what we
are doing is "good enough".

It's time we reach out
To the people in need
It's time that we became
His hands and feet.

Jesus called us to love
The broken and afraid
So what will your choice be?
Will you love or walk away?