So as you take the time to pray;
pray for both the sick and poor.
But your prayers alone won't help.
Out of the heart you must give more.
Take a look out in the street.
Do you see what I do see?
Take a look deep down inside.
Ask yourself, "What if it were me?"
Do you care if I'm in pain?
Would you hear my cry of hunger?
Ignore pleading out-stretched hand?
Would you just watch me go under?
Do you see the point I make?
Can we swallow a little pride?
We can make it a better place,
but it begins with you and I.
Is it hard to sometimes help?
Is my asking such a sin?
Look at your heart, though sometimes dark,
this is where it all begins.
Do you pause? Pray out loud?
Maybe silent in your place?
Do you wonder what is love?
What's amazing about grace?
Here we are! We are sinners.
We both whine and do complain.
If He took all of our blessings?
Would we then all act the same?
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You know I love this one.. And I've been thinking about this for a long time, but all that's left to say in the end would be "is it worth it?"
. too many people just look the other way and too many have directly caused it.. Of course, the poem is great, and the message something to ponder on and talk about for a long time
Thank you! Those who truly are poor and you help them then double comes back to you. However, there are those who pretend and look for handouts. Still, through the law of giving, more is given back to you in blessings. Those who take advantage of those giving will meet their doom. But to truly give to a poor person who really needs it, not only do you bless yourself. You are also blessing them. Thanks for the comments bro.
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