I am flesh and blood and skin and bones, still heart broken, soft soul spoken. Can you hear me calling? Why then are you stalling? I thirst. I thirst. I thirst.
I am the least of these. Seek – you will find me as you touch the stranger in need as you plant with your love a seed. Can you hear me calling? Why then are you stalling? Come…
I thirst. I thirst. I thirst.
[Somewhere near you is someone who needs your presence, just a moment of your time, a gift of grace, a word of hope. We can meet God in the stranger.]
Absolutely spot on, Dawn! This is wonderful in both concept and form - I am always awed by your flexibility and by your innovative experimentations, which are ALWAYS so fitting and complimentary. LOVE the message in this: we have NO excuse not to do the little thing nearest to hand, and thereby to minister to Angels or the Lord unawares.... "whatsoever you do for the LEAST of these, my brothers and sisters". Excellent, motivational and inspiring! TY Kate xx
This is a beautiful write, Dawn. We all need to remember that we are here to help one another.
Take care,
Sherry
Reviewed by Andy Turner (Reader)
Reviewed on September 4, 2005
I was about to crawl back into bed. Glad I read this.
Cos it is so true.
I just smiled at a lady at least 80 yrs young.
She called out to me. With a radiant smile thanked me for making her day.
One never knows the power of just a small kind gesture.
She gave the bigger gift.
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Allen
It's beautiful.
well written. well said. well read.
TX
There are a myriad of ways to help, if we just look for them.
well done!
etw
Take care,
Sherry
Cos it is so true.
I just smiled at a lady at least 80 yrs young.
She called out to me. With a radiant smile thanked me for making her day.
One never knows the power of just a small kind gesture.
She gave the bigger gift.
with your love
a seed.
Thank you for planting this seed of love, my friend
Wonderful, thanks for sharing