She is running for her life, she doesn't want to die. He's running after, not quite sure why. She is running faster, his gun is too heavy. Two hearts pumping, fear in four eyes, can't stop, can't rest, can't shout, can't cry...
Is this the world we live in? Is this reality? she is nine, he's eleven, they are people like you and me.
Just a little longer, soon she will be home. What if she knew that her house was burning and she was left alone. What is she knew what her eyes would see, what if she knew. What the soldiers had done to her family, oh little girl, don't see.
Is this the world we live in? is this reality? blood everywhere. they where people like you and me.
She is hiding in the jungle, she's not the only one. a bleeding man, a mother with her newborn son. When will they find her, when will she die? can someone tell her why? Running in the darkness night after night. In the daytime she's silent, nobody hears her cry. Where is the river, will she survive? or is there any point of staying alive?
She's walking down the street, she is free. but who will buy her tonight, is it you and me?
Is it anyone who sees? Is there anyone who cares? what does it mean to love my neighbor as I love myself? to cry out to God when i close my eyes and walk away? tomorrow i will act, but not today..
So many stories, so many lives, so many hearts that God has created and that He longs to fill with His love. In Him it's healing for yesterday, grace for today and hope for tomorrow. Only in Him there is freedom and true love. But how will they know if nobody shows them?
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