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I miss MommaKay;
she’ll come get me soon.
I don’t want to stay.
It smells nice here,
but not like home.
I miss MommaKay:
she’ll come get me soon.
I don’t want to…
This bed feels warm,
but not like home.
I miss MommaKay;
she’ll come get me soon.
I don’t want…
Don’t turn out the lights,
it’s not like home.
I miss MommaKay;
she’ll come get me soon.
I don’t…
These aren’t my brothers,
they don’t feel like home.
I miss MommaKay;
She’ll come…
I…wonder,
what…
is…
home?
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13 comments:
Oh, Jeff .... just ... ohhhh
That is *exactly* what I was going to say.
Oh, Jeff... is right.
Oh Jeff... this is stunning.
Thank you.
I was a developmental therapist with an early childhood intervention agency. I saw children removed from terrible situations and place in some wonderful foster homes, only to be returned again and again to dysfunctional parents. Now I see these same children in high school. They are still searching for love, acceptance and security. Thank you for sharing this and thank you to all the loving foster parents.
Thank you all for the comments.
It's a sad thing to see hurting children...there are none so poor as those who will always struggle to find a safe place a place called home...
sad...so very sad...I recently watched a video by IJM with this quote "people have become disposable like a styrofoam cup and children have are the most disposable of all" Looking at our society...this is so true. Heartbreaking but true.
Certainly seems we value many other things above children...thanks for stopping in
I have been here before...sometimes hiding behind the bushes and once I think I said "hey." Jeff, thank you for your kind words today on my site.
This recent post of yours surely grabs a person by the heart strings. Did you take the photograph? Those eyes bring tears to mine.
And the King will answer and say to them, ‘Assuredly, I say to you, inasmuch as you did it to one of the least of these My brethren, you did it to Me.’ ~ Matthew 25:40
Blessings.
Glad you poked out a little more from around the bushes.
Wish I could say I took the picture, but I didn't. When I saw it though, I knew I had to use it. Something haunting in those eyes.
Matthew 25...ahh...one of the most poignant and challenging chapters in all of the Bible. Probably all of Christianity could be summed up in the sheep and goats. Kind of scary to think about all I haven't done for the God who has done so much for me.
Jeff, I've saved this in my reader for days. I still don't know how to respond, so I'm going to let it continue to simmer and haunt me til I find the words.
Jeff, all week, day after day, the only words I could find were those groanings to the Lord that the Holy Spirit interprets. I regularly pray for orphans throughout the world. This week, they got a little extra prayer.
Thank you to you and to Lisa, and to your children, for the ways you are answering the Lord's call to love these little ones.
You know, probably the scripture that haunts me most is James' descpription of faultless religion...taking care of widows and orphans in their distress...I try to make my religion something more convenient for me.
Thanks for your encouragement.
I think I am haunted more by this one:
But He turned and rebuked them, and said, "You do not know what manner of spirit you are of." (Luke 9:55 NKJV)
I am far too inclined to think more highly of myself than I ought, in ALL exercise of my faith.
But the one I'd like to share with you, more specifically to encourage you, is this:
For God is not unjust to forget your work and labor of love which you have shown toward His name, in that you have ministered to the saints, and do minister. (Hebrews 6:10 NKJV)
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