post-NYC musings

I was reading through my NYC journals today and found a poem that I'd started writing but never finished. So I decided to finish it this afternoon and though I'm not crazy about the part I wrote today I feel like it does sum up my heart for the people that we ministered to that week. I'd written the poem after our day in the Bronx. My heart was just heavy for the people and i was also very frustrated with myself for not keeping up my Spanish enough to be able to evangelize successfully to all of the Hispanics there. I could converse enough to figure out if they were a Christian, did they go to church, etc. but I couldn't explain Christianity to them! So I ended up giving many of them tracts but feeling unable to help them! When I go on that trip again I will prepare myself much better to evangelize in Spanish. Anyway, I've gotten way off track. Here's the poem:

Give them Hope

Hundreds of faces,

empty stares,

everyone's hurting

nobody cares.

You reach out your hand

You show them a smile

Your eyes meet with theirs

and they linger awhile.

They're so full of doubt

with bitterness rooting

Shattered are dreams

Their heartbreak is muting.

These lives without hope.

These hearts that don't feel

We will show them together

Christ Jesus is real

He will fill them with peace,

They will hunger no more

His forgiveness is free

This salvation is sure.

Have a lovely Sunday!! :)