
What is sacred about all of our lives, even those of us who would never dream of using such a word for it, is that God speaks to us through what happens to us - even through such unpromising events as walking up the road to get the mail out of the mailbox, maybe, or seeing something in the news that brings you up short, or laughing yourself silly with a friend. If skeptics ask to be shown an instance of God speaking to them in their lives, I suggest that they pay closer attention to the next time when, for unaccountable reasons, they find tears in their eyes.
-- Frederick Buechner
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Yearning for Justice
Give me a yearning for justice And a cry for a broken heart I am only one and I can't change the world, but Here, in me the change should start
Give me a yearning for justice And a prayer for the gift of tears 'Cause I see a million starving In my living room, while My eyes are dry My conscience clear...
From my sheltered life I Hear of children crying while Families walk the streets For some shelter they'll hope While in my shelter I know I'll be fast asleep Give me a yearning for justice Just the ability to feel 'Cause I've never known a day Of cold or hunger pain, please Help me know the need is real
Give me a yearning for justice And a cry for a broken heart I am only one and I can't change the world, but Here, in me the change should start...
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