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He who is kind to the poor lends to the Lord, and He will reward him for what he has done. - Proverbs 19:17
 
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My Story 
Poems
A Story - You are Special - From Despair to Hope

I Want to Live Not Die -
It does not belong to me - Highway of Tears - Finding God - An Angel I will send - New Beginnings - Your Children Cry - Thank you Grandpa for the Pencils - The City - I am a Rock - My People Cry - Terror and Tears
Note:
Some of the poems you read here come from my experience as a victim crisis intervention worker and contain in some cases graphic description of the pain I felt dealing with many different families. Nothing in these poems identify any particular person. My sole purpose is to allow you to feel some of the pain that happened in my community as I am sure it does in yours. It is my prayer that some of what I say touches you, so that you in turn would be motivated to touch someone today who in an urgent way could use your help. GO GIVE YOURSELF AWAY!

It does not belong to me

The weight I carry everyday
Does not belong to me
I see their faces, I feel their pain
Your children broken and alone
Its love they want but cannot find
Struggling Mom’s often so alone
You have heard their cries
Every day I want to fix it all
I cannot stand the pain
Then I hear your voice
My child why worry so
Release it all to me
I am Jesus
On the cross I paid it all
Surrender every care to me
Take a rest you can’t fix it all
That’s up to me
Do I hear you right
I don’t need to carry all this stuff
Yes, you must do and love those
Who have no one else
But you don’t need to do it all alone
At days end give it all to me
I will calm your spirit and your mind
Because you belong to me
There will be pain and hurt
I have not come to fix my world
I am the healer of the soul
I have come to love and save
Tell them I love them so
Thank you Jesus you have not forgotten
Any of your children
Now use me Lord
Give me love to give away
Then I give it all to you
t.r.

 


 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 


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