homeless habiibi
habiibi (arabic for sweetheart) you're all heart with no home. why will no one take you? i'm holding you protecting you from cocaine addicts, abusive boyfriends you claim to love and begging God to recreate you, resend you to earth to a better family, a better life. no one deserves to be abandoned. my eyes bleed onto your bruises your pale face. dark eyes pierce the doorway. let me go, she tells me. she has nowhere to go. stumbles to her feet, hair matted, eyes glazed, unsure of why she's still alive. why does no one want me? she rips into the air like a baby flailing and then falls. i'm here to pick you up. always will be.
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-- sometimes, more often than not life is just simply unexplainable and this hell on earth we must endure just hoping that in the end God will be saying the same things to us...we'll be going home eventually and we need to try to take as many with us as we can.
Thank you Emily for your huge heart that loves these lost, lonely souls. May the Lord bless your hands and feet as you minister to them, love them and give them hope. Take care to keep getting your love tank filled - you keep emptying yourself for others. May God provide all the wisdom, patience and help you need to mother these homeless habiibi. Bless you Em.
Oh wow..this is so great, and true. Any of your friends -or even just anyone at all-could be in a bad situation and, yeah, you're ALWAYS there. Accomodating everyone but yourself.. It's so crazy how much you take on! I hope nobody ever takes what you do for granted. I believe it is a massive task to do what you do for us everyday. Alot of people look up to you, youknow :D
(ps.got a blog thing myself! woo!)
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