Dear Lord, You know what it means to be a refugee. You also lost all and perhaps remembered how you came to be hungry and naked, thirsty and cold, prisoners in a camp or prisoners in our own minds. They even took your cloak and you had nothing left, except some people who came by to quench your thirst, to give you a blanket and to help carry your burden. Lord Jesus, for Gods sake, let us be those people who bring comfort, food and water, and an encouraging word. And may we then hear the words softly spoken: insofar as you did it unto these people who are the least of my brothers, you did it unto me. Go in peace!
Posted on: Wed, 25 Jun 2014 16:44:19 +0000
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