Here I Am, Lord, Send Me

Written by Julie

On December 3, 2020

I met Jesus on the street one day
We watched the people passing by
He looked at me with sadness
and tears were in His eyes
My heart, it was broken
to see my Lord so grieved
so I asked Him, why are you crying,
I begged Him, “tell me, please”.

He said, “Why don’t you show
these hurting people my love:
The man with the blood shot eyes
whose pocket is full of drugs
Can you shake his rough black hand
and speak kind words to his face
Can you let him know that he matters
in this cold and cruel place

Can you gently touch that old woman
with the confused and toothless grin
Can you wipe the face of the handicapped girl
who has spittle on her chin
Does your heart ache for the lesbian couple
who have such emptiness inside
Do you pray for the man in the sports car
who is full of foolish pride

Will you reach out to the single mother,
the teenager with pierced nose
Are you friends with the Sister at church
who wears worldly clothes
Have you concern for your wayward Brother
who is struggling in sin
Don’t push him away
He needs Godly men

Will you show them all that I love them,
To them, will you speak My Name
For them, have bowels of mercy
and love them all the same
I desire that each one knows Me
that they can have My peace
I need you to tell them I love them
and their suffering can cease

For a Christian to live the Kingdom Life,
I require total surrender
A life full of service to others
that is compassionate and tender
My Father and I gave you the example
of what We want you to be
For whatever you do to the least of these
You do the same to Me”

~Rita Pratt, 2016

This poem was written by a lady in my church, and she kindly gave me permission to share it. šŸ˜Š

		
Julie

Julie

Hi, I'm Julie, a 16-year-old lover of books, music, and Jesus. I'm a junior in high school (Abeka Academy) and have been blogging for two years. I also co-publish a digital magazine called Priceless geared toward teen girls. My desire is to use my words to glorify my Saviour and to encourage you in your walk with God. I'd love to hear from you!

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Brenna
Brenna
10 months ago

A great and challenging poem. šŸ˜³šŸ˜