Thursday, January 24, 2008

Dear God,

I am so aware of your great plan of service. Months ago you envisioned a plan to care for your little ones. Your children, rich in spirit, poor in resources. Your children, many forgotten. Who thinks of African children without food, shelter, shoes, someone to love them? You do.

I watched your plan unfold. A man in prayer for a song. A woman seeking her deepest creativity. A man who needed a new purpose. Just for starters. Another man praying for a job that would challenge him in the deep place of his soul. One who prayed for shoes. A pastor always praying for a project to glorify your name. A woman healing from the past, wanting to reach out deeper into the neighborhood.

A random date for a concert. A circling of songwriters. A Mission Committee with some money and a purpose. A school official with a soft heart.

A teenage prayer. Singing from the heart. Free pizza and pop. Three hands up. Need for change, maybe transformation. A car full of shoes.

Preaching bare foot. Excited people. More shoes.

Your plan. Our opportunity for service. Drawn in to an intimate circle. A vision of faith working itself out in love.

Oh, Glorious One,
we've been drawn in,
into a circle,
a circle of faith.
Standing by Jesus
standing right next to us.
Shoes on sale,
Wal-Mart, K-Mart, Sears,
Payless.
Shoes promised,
Converse, Nine West,
Shoe Carnival.
Drawn in to the circle,
the circle of faith.
Taking care of your little ones.

Love, Andrea