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Called away to another city very much like my own
Denver, Colorado
Walked the streets and talked to the least of these 
Offered them hope in the Lord
Many nestled up against doorways sipping on gin and hitting the butts of cigarettes
Never nit-pickin’ like their wealthy counterparts
I sat down too right up within the entrances and tried to get a sense
Of what they go through
All in  ten minute snippets of time
Many shared their stories of running away from home when they were so young
Many of them had key people in their lives run out on them
Heart shattering circumstances paralyzed them emotionally and economically
Sexual molestation, physical abuse
They had difficulty pulling through
“Johnny gets out of detox at two,” I overheard
Some shared their faith in Jesus
Others shared their faith in liquor
Respect was mutual as not a single soul turned down prayer
They get two hot meals a day served at the parish
They all congregate there....
It was the most enthusiastic moments of their day
To share their stories of pain and deliverance over soup and beans
I felt as though I took a piece of their hearts with me
As I traveled back to my hotel
Half of them waved goodbye to me as we parted after the noonday sun
Thank you for this wonderful day, Lord
I would do it all over again too
If I didn’t have to get back to my own city that has similar issues
There are starving people there and children without proper shoes
It’s one day at a time
One soul at a time
Jesus will deliver them all if they would just reach up to Him
He just wants to be their everything!

Written by Gwendolen Rix
11-17-14

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