things that bother me / and things that i cherish
one thing that bothers me more than most is poverty
not that i have a thing against poverty, but the fact that when it occurs there's almost always an example of decadent wealth not too far away.
to see people suffering under such conditions (which i have to admit are unbearable for me), it really hurts. But to see countless others ignoring their plight daily is even more painful
I wish there was something more i could do for them
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In a play i saw last night there was a scene in a Japanese prison camp where the prisoners were overworked, were going crazy with hunger and starting to lose their minds. Amidst it all there was a missionary who started softly to sing 'Amazing Grace, how sweet the sound, that saved a wretch like me...' to which all the prisoners stopped their wailing to listen.
it was that point where i was most touched and really just wanted to weep... There amidst the chaos was something real, bigger than anything on earth, and more peace-giving than 3 stable meals a day.
The fact that Jesus died on the cross not to save us from physical hunger, but from our spiritual hunger. To never go hungry again and to never thirst once you've had it quenched by the Living water.
What an amazing thing to cherish... especially for a wretch like me
not that i have a thing against poverty, but the fact that when it occurs there's almost always an example of decadent wealth not too far away.
to see people suffering under such conditions (which i have to admit are unbearable for me), it really hurts. But to see countless others ignoring their plight daily is even more painful
I wish there was something more i could do for them
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In a play i saw last night there was a scene in a Japanese prison camp where the prisoners were overworked, were going crazy with hunger and starting to lose their minds. Amidst it all there was a missionary who started softly to sing 'Amazing Grace, how sweet the sound, that saved a wretch like me...' to which all the prisoners stopped their wailing to listen.
it was that point where i was most touched and really just wanted to weep... There amidst the chaos was something real, bigger than anything on earth, and more peace-giving than 3 stable meals a day.
The fact that Jesus died on the cross not to save us from physical hunger, but from our spiritual hunger. To never go hungry again and to never thirst once you've had it quenched by the Living water.
What an amazing thing to cherish... especially for a wretch like me
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