If We Only Knew
We drive by miles and miles of homes as we traverse the town.
Unless it's an unusual house, it still just a house on a street in this town.
We have no available space in our brain to analyze, for any reason at all.
We do not feel the need to imagine what kind of home these houses are. Four walls
Is our fleeting observation. But in fact, each house could tell some prizewinning
Stories. From love and caring to abuse and wanton, unreported sinning.
Have you ever passed an area or one particular home
When you sensed sad and lonely vibrations flowing from that home?
We cannot take all people under our wing, but we can say a prayer.
That power can reach further than we can, and it just might vibrate some love and care
To a dark and hurting soul, trapped in a foreboding desolation.
You can't go in, but God's spirit can, offering to that soul some real consolation.
Lucile I. Burke
March 20, 1999
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