Faces
They’re all different.
The ones I thought all looked the same.
How wrong I was.
Faces
They all tell a story.
A story I want to read.
A story they can’t help but tell.
Faces
There’s hurt in that face.
There’s joy in that one.
There’s loneliness in that hollow smile.
There’s love in those glittering eyes.
Faces
I can tell your craving something more.
Maybe, just maybe I could tell you a story.
It begins like this, “It is finished.”
Prayers for countless blessings on your ministry in China.
ReplyDeleteGod's surely given you the spirit and a servants heart, as well as numerous talents with which to reach out and touch lives with God's love. Do that.
prayers and peace