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fragile thoughts soon forgotten

Wednesday, December 07, 2005

let the little children come unto me

cradling humanity's children in our arms, we weep, our tears like rain washing dirty blood from their faces. Christ's sorrow fills us. call, and we'll be there (meanwhile we'll gasp and beg God for strength). sometimes words keep us going. promises unspoken but screaming through children's eyes as they watch the world falling apart. and as we sit there cradling these little ones Heaven's light streams through a crack in the war-torn veils of history and we hear Him usher us in. and as we run, rows of children follow, holding hands, singing hallelujah.

2 Comments:

At 8:12 AM, Blogger .a. said...

"Whatever you have done for these little ones, you have done unto me"

The verse just came to my mind as I read this, It literally brought tears to my eyes...Beautiful!!
I love you!

A.

 
At 10:06 PM, Blogger Julie said...

cradling humanity's children in our arms, we weep, our tears like rain washing dirty blood from their faces

This part was really cool to me..seems as if our tears are almost cleansing, I guess it seems like it symbolizes that compassion can make a difference.. like we can do something about the World ?

 

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