Nicaraguan Children
by Sandy Carter, 1998
Hungry children, Dirty children, Abandoned, expressionless children,
Children without one nurturing person, in their lives
Lonely children in a godless society. 
Children left alone all day in dark, empty shacks,
Children with no future, trapped in a culture of death.
Lord Jesus, what can I do to bring Your light into these desperate young lives?
Their needs overwhelm me, Where do I begin?
By your grace I am here, available.
I will not shield my heart from the pain of their reality.
Let me feel as you do for them,
Empowered by your Spirit.
Allow me Lord, to point them to you.
2 comments:
She is beautiful, and I know she loved nothing more than just sitting with you. Smiling at you, and being loved by you. Love your knew backdrop picture, too, of the hands. BTW - do you need a TV armoire?
what a beautiful poem! i know you were able to be a light and hope to their dark realities, even for just a few days. hadn't looked at all the pics yet, but the ones i've seen are wonderful! can't wait to hear more about it tonight. love you, frucci!
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