… Follow You …

Walking out from the Cambodia prayer meeting yesterday, my heart was weighed down by something very anew that I have never experienced.  A story was shared that one can still hear piercing screams in the middle of the night even in an enclosed air conditioned room.  We know that those are not screams of joy, but very much screams of pain.  I could not help sobbing when my heart was stabbed by such visible reality.  One prayed that even we were not in the realm of the visible reality,  we are very much in the same battle with them all through our prayers, through our cries, through our voices lifted up to our Father God.

Father God, teach me Your way, use me in Your Kingdom, to turn those screams into screams of JOY, because of Your Love shown to them, because of Your marvelous plan for them.  You already instilled ideas into me, Father God, walk before me, open doors, let Your will be done onto them through us, Your children.  In Your name, I pray.  Amen!

“You live among the least of these
The weary and the weak
And it would be a tragedy
For me to turn away
All my needs You have supplied
When I was dead You gave me life
So how could I not give it away so freely?

And I´ll…
Follow You into the homes of the broken
Follow You into the world
Meet the needs for the poor and the needy God
Follow You into the world

Use my hands use my feet
To make Your kingdom come
To the corners of the earth
Until Your work is done
Faith without works is dead
On the cross Your blood was shed
So how could we not give it away so freely?

And I give all myself
I give all myself
I give all myself to You”


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