The Unseen

Back from China.  Here is a writing from day 1 in China. We have seen the children.  Here.  In an orphanage. …..God’s people. Disabled.  Deformed.  Blind. The Forgotten Ones…. Cleft lips.  Babies left.  Ants crawling on…..as they find…..infant left on the ground. Hands tied.  To chairs….Potty chairs.  Or beds.  Or bottles. Babies rocking.  Back and forth.  […]

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When the World is Blind……God Sees.

They sit there alone.  Untouched.  As time catches them….passes away….the days of their lives. Empty. Hands fail to grip much.  Mothers love.  Fingers gripping for any hope of touch. These.  The forgotten ones. And yet, each with a story.  And, it’s easy to think…..because we are far.  Have lives. These images of children need not consume […]

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When Words Become Weapons….And Healing

I hold out sign to Hardworking One.  Similar to the one daughter’s friend held out to her football game last. Asking…”Homecoming?” And she answered, “yes”….So I thought I would have a chance… Though words were thrown like daggers moments earlier. And heat escalates as flesh tries to rescue… Pride that had been lost.  And how beautiful […]

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Returning Hearts to Him

I see her today. Tall one.              Face pale with worries One.                                              Unemotional.                                                           Broken willed One.                                                                           Past following her around like weight pressing down One. And joy has no outlet…quenched by self-reliance. Hope to please. Must do’s. And it crushes me.  The knowledge of this broken one….                  Once free.                                         Face planted.                                                                         Hands lifted.                                                                                                        A worshiper….like me. Now […]

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Words: The Naked Truth

Like a child today.  Defenses stripped away. Whirlwind of  tasks…chores…stores…Preparing for another party. More….people through the threshold of our home. And I knew. Defenses were down. Body holding on from the battle it’s been through. Attacked again…from nuts.  An allergy.  Just learning about.  Suffering through… And I hear them. Like salt inflaming a wound long healed.  […]

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