Today in Honduras our team went to an orphanage type home run by the city. Crazy thing is that all the children in this building are neglected of Honduras they were left in hospitals or they are in waiting for what the courts are going to do with them. This was a place full of despair and hopelessness. So this afternoon my whole team agreed that we were all shaken up by this experience and we are all motivated to want to do our part in serving the orphans of this world.
So as a result of this experience I decided to try my hand at a free verse poem about what I am thinking. For those of you that know me well you that I have a growing interest in poetry. I therefore hope to put more up later. But here goes one of my first ones:
Those Neglected
In the world,
The places of wealth,
The places of the poor.
People are always neglected,
For reasons unseen,
And for things that are ub-seen.
Countries around the world,
Are filled with the poor and the orphan.
There place in life is lost in translation.
But the Job of those who claim Christ King,
Is to love the ones the world deems unclean.
For as Christ says to serve them is to serve me.
So our love should be clearly seen.
The dilemma now rises what to do?
For we know in our heart what is true.
Seeing the hurt of those in need,
We plead to the One of all things good,
Who brings to live those in the darkest of pools.
O, Lord change our hearts,
Help us to love the ones the world hates.
May the work we pursue not be in vain,
But may it be solely for your name.
Thanks, enjoy

