Witnessing
Through the Eyes of a Bus Worker
Through the Eyes of a Bus Worker
Some see a fight, a push, and a shove.
I see a desperate cry for love.
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Some see a brat; he acts so bad.
I see a boy who’s never met his dad.
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Some see the messes and the trouble they give.
I see the poverty and the place where they live.
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Some see a teenager that won't dress right.
I see a girl who has to protect herself at night.
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Some see the disrespect and a smart mouth so loud.
I see a kid who gets made fun of in a crowd.
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Some see a woman who comes just to use.
I see a lady who by a drunken husband is abused.
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Some see a drug addict, withered and worn.
I see a soul that the Lord wants reborn.
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Some see dirt, filth, and snot.
I see a kid who without Jesus, doesn't have a shot.
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Some see a crook, who you don’t trust much.
I see a man who needs the Lord’s touch.
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Some see a bunch of heathen that holler and yell.
I see kids with parents in jail.
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Some see a teenager who gives a lot of flack.
I see a boy whose family is on crack.
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Broken homes, broken lives, those with no hope.
They need compassion and God's grace to cope.
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For every little girl that lies awake hungry at night,
Lord, help me to keep in the fight.
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For every scared boy who sees his mommy get hit,
Lord, help me to be faithful and never to quit.
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For every mama who needs a new start,
Lord, help me to show her how to ask You into her heart.
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For every man on whom sin has a hold,
Lord, help me to make sure the "Old Story" is told.
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The Lord sure has been good to me and mercy He's shown.
Lord, help me to reach out so that others may make Heaven their home.
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May others judge gently when these kids they see.
If not for the grace of God, that's where we'd be.
– By Crystal Buchanan
Open Book
Your lives are for children to view;
You are living examples- they’ll praise you or blame,
And measure the Savior by you.
I’ve Gone Home
I’ve Gone Home
I’ve gone home to see my Father,
I’ve gone home, so don’t you cry
I’ll be waiting for you in Heaven,
In my mansion prepared on high.
No more sickness, no more sorrow,
No more pain, and no more grief.
I’ve gone home to be with Jesus
Though my sojourn here was brief.
I’ve gone home to live in Heaven
With all the blessed saints of old,
Here with Abraham and David
To stroll through streets of gold.
But there’s something else more beautiful,
So precious, beyond this crystal sea,
As I wander through realms of glory
I find my Saviour walks with me.
I’ve gone home to be in Heaven
Where there’s no sadness, and no night.
There is joy and peace unending,
In this blissful land of light.
I’ve gone home to be in Heaven,
Though you miss me, and tears abound,
Just keep believing in God’s promises,
And listening for that trumpet sound.
Because one day in God’s timing
When the Lord calls out your name
Look to the skies in awe and wonder –
We’ll see each other again.
Written August 1st, 2000.
Gerald Bouey.
(Dedicated to Tammi Dawson)
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This poem was later turned into a song to the tune of
I Know Who Hold Tomorrow
by Leann Rimes
I don’t know about tomorrow,
I just live from day to day.
And I don’t borrow from the sunshine
‘Cause the skies might turn to grey.
Chorus
There are many things about tomorrow
I don’t seem to understand
But I know who holds tomorrow
And I know who holds my hand.
Yes I know who holds my hand.
And I don’t worry about the future,
‘Cause I know what Jesus said,
And today I’m gonna walk right beside him
‘Cause he’s the one who knows what is ahead.
Chorus
There are things about tomorrow
That I don’t seem to understand
But I know who holds tomorrow
And I know who holds my hand.
Chorus
And each step is getting brighter
As the golden stairs I climb.
And every burden is getting lighter
And all the clouds, their silver line.
Chorus
And, I’ll bet the sun it’s always shining
And no tears will ever dim the eye
And the ending of the rainbow
Where the mountains, they touch the sky.
Chorus
If you were to die today, do you know for sure, based on God’s Word – the Bible, that He would allow you into His Heaven?
This poem could be written of Tammy Dawson because she had accepted Jesus Christ as her personal Saviour. She knew she had a home in God’s Heaven based on God’s Word, not her feelings, or her church, or being good enough, or because she “thought” she “might” go there. She had complete assurance of being God’s child.
Do you? If not, please visit God’s Simple Plan of Salvation. There is no other decision in your life that matters more than where you will spend eternity.
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