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They’re lost in a large city

Or swallowed by a smaller town;

She wanders aimlessly in a bitter sea of uncaring people,

Dilemma of self, snare of self,

Unrecognizable places, some with gilded entry ways

Huge buildings as crystal caverns hot and humid;

A cry for help grows and rises slowly from within

Forms on dry cracked lips

Groans from unknown depths of human need

An invisible heavy burden on the body weighs down,

Everywhere the scorching wind of common deceit

Falsehood blows about as the stinging desert dust of the earth,

The spirit of a man, a woman withers, more dry cracks form,

A confused maze of the works of other men and women all about.

At mind’s end, strength of will gone, long forgotten thoughts mysteriously return-

Dreams from childhood, a stranger’s confusing religious words,

An old neighbor woman talked of a “Savior”…books read!

Seemingly at death’s threshold, weak hands and arms reach out

In total surrender the body easily bows very low.

Suddenly, drops of rain fall

Somehow a cleansing rain from heaven above showers down

Pure water upon the head and soul

Runs down the hair and into the mind and heart

New life given where there was none,

Peace not of this world.

Eyes now slowly see, ears now begin to hear,

Eternal Spirit voice miraculously at home within

Most intimate fountain of encouragement revealed

Covenant living bread and communion drink well up,

A God who loves, who speaks words of power,

Our God truly cares for us all.