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This was written right after a missionary family left.. |
To Leave I’ve never been so close to them They left – I feel like I’ve failed Like a flower cut off from its stem My heart has been crying in travail. Yesterday, everything was bright When they were here by my side They brought in me a clearer light In God, they taught me to abide. They taught me not to hide. They’ve let me have a song to sing To vent what I feel inside And to God my problems bring. They had encouraged me to go on The battles of life to be won Through God’s merciful Son Everything could be done. Then - they left us. We have to let them go. No need for us to fuss Because time running fast. Their leaving still hurts. Fury still burns in my nerves. But deep within our hearts To leave is just a start. |