Experience wrought words. - For the final night of the mission trip our two lovely hosts, Lainee and Katie, pulled together a variety show by using some very talented kids and adults from the two youth groups present. I was amazed at the talent from singing to cheering to humor and acting.
It was my privilege to end the night with a poem I wrote a couple hours earlier that summoned up the trip for me and some of the events that took place.
The Starburst is a humorous reference about an incident the first night when some of the youth were throwing the sweet little candies after lights out (and it was dark as pitch). While trying to find Never Land I got smacked in the head. :-)
The chiggers (another humorous reference) occurred to a number of the girls working in yards on Tuesday. It was one of those fascinating bug things that carried itchingly throughout the week.
Here's the poem: Lord, You said "Go"
Lord, You said "Go."
New experiences You would show.
New relationships I would know.There'd be filth and dirt.
Children for whom to be alert.
You promised I'd bring home
More than just this shirt.And so I will, though comet
Starburst streak and plummet.Though there's children I'd be shown
Pierced and wounded by fathers never known.I'd find joy, encouragement, and laughter
In a crew I may not see till hereafter.Your vision, You would give.
Though I'm feeble, it will I live.Your Grace. Your Son. You Gave.
For more than chiggers be grave.Sacrifice and Blood. Obedience and Death.
Hard broken bread. My life. My breath.Lord, You said "Go."
I went.
