I should be writing a paper. I have so much to do, but my heart got distracted. Not just my mind or my energies, my heart.
I have this CD which I love. It is full of authentic, true worship songs from the heart. As I was in my car driving to go study this song came on.
Orphan's Song:
We are the orphan boys, we are the forgotten girls
We are lost and far from home
We are the fatherless born of dust and nothingness
We are lost and far from home
There is no love like Yours in all the earth
There is no live like Yours in the universe
There is no love that heals my broken heart
There is no love like Yours at all
I've heard about a foreign land, about a son and his great big dad
I'm making my plans to be there
They say it's a beautiful place full of big wide open spaces
I'm making my plans to be there
There is no love like Yours in all the earth
There is no live like Yours in the universe
There is no love that heals my broken heart
There is no love like Yours at all
These roads have familiar names, this town has not changed
I'm finding my way back home
You call me daughter, You call me son, You call me back into Your arms
I'm finding my way back home
There is no love like Yours in all the earth
There is no live like Yours in the universe
There is no love that heals my broken heart
There is no love like Yours at all
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Every time that I listen to this song my heart melts.
I have heard stories of oprhans, seen movies.
I have met orphans, held them.
I have played with orphans, tickled them.
I have laughed with orphans, until it hurt.
When I am away from these times and I hear this song, my heart melts.
I try to imagine being in their shoes.
I can't.
And I have heard people say that there is no point in going for only a short time and playing with orphans.
They are wrong. This song tells why.
If we carry the name of Christ to those orphans then it doesn't matter how long we are there.
If we can clothe them in that moment with only Christ then it's the best garment they will ever wear.
His love is sufficient.
His love gives them a home.
His loves adopts them.
His love feeds them.
His love allows them to laugh.
His love gives them breath.
His love is like no other in this world.
When the enemy tries to bring me down with thoughts...
you can't adopt them all,
you can't feed them all,
you can't save them all,
I have to remember, believe, trust, and live into the truth that
CHRIST CAN!
