won't we pick up their mess ; just like how HE has picked up ours.
just by a tinge of grace.
speak forth to them the priceless story.
and there , the path of salvation is paved for them ,
without any offer of return.
not another breathtaking chore.
i was browsing through the magazines world vision sent to me. the articles and photos of the anorexic children , sexual abuse , deaths of new born babies , poverty etc. isn't it heart-wrenching to see these cells ruffling photos and articles. think through , do we not complain about the food we eat , the clothes we wear , the cleanliness of the environment , the technology in our hands , the entertainment and recreation we have. naturally , according to human nature , we do. yet what these kids in the third world countries should complain is the shortage of food , the lack of materials(not saying about cloth yet) to keep them warm , the threat of abuse they're living with everyday , the sorta of "food" they would find in the dumps. yet another question that haunts them everyday is , when will their saviour come and when will this mess be picked up? shouldnt we stretch forth our hands just by a little bit and they'll experience a whole new revolution.
a bit of us makes a huge difference to their lives.
they're the most beautiful lot of people ,
innocence and serenity overwhelm it all.
