Plight of the Poor

Let us Help the Sick; Let us aid the Weary


What can I say that has not already been said? Live like Jesus. Walk in His steps. If He needs clothed, clothe Him. If He needs food, feed Him. If He needs medical aid, aid Him. If He needs upliftment, uplift Him. Whatever the need, we are called to meet it. And He said that if you do these things to the least of these, you have done them to Him. (Matthew 25) Let us go forth weeping and sewing so that we may return rejoicing, bringing our sheaves with us (Psalm 126:). Let us help the sick. Let us aid the weary. 🙂

song lyrics, testimonies

Testimonies of the “Civilized” (Part 4)


So, we’ve seen all these testimonies, but what’s the answer? We gazed on God’s grace, and we’re ready. Ready to take action…But what actions do we take? What’s our response to it all? The answer is simple but not easy: Make war. Let’s see what our brother Tedashii has to say in “Make War” off his album “Identity Crisis”:





[Intro: John Piper]

I hear so many Christians, murmuring…about their imperfections,

And their failures, and their addictions and their shortcomings—

And I see so little war! Murmur murmur murmur…

“Why am I this way?”





[Verse 1:Tedashii]

Bang with me!

Bang Bang Ba-Bang with me!

Never playin’ games-man-cause this this thing can get frisky!

So man if you in Christ, take up your cross quickly!

Stand fearless on the frontline -Time to come with it (Ey!)

Do the right thing!

Wake up and let’s get it!

I ain’t even in the ring—they’re throwin’ bows like Riddick! (Who?)

Persistently attacking me—they even in the back of me!

Its either fight or loose your life,

And I can’t take this passively!

So what you think I’m bout to do?

I’m bout to do what I can do:

Trust the One who got me through and fight like it was after school!

Never giving up, steady standing on the battlefield!

Feet firm to the ground like I stepped on Chapel Hill!

Flesh feelin’ frisky, sin persuades and tempts me!

Satan cheers me on—guilt followed by conviction.

Its the same old trap, and we fall like we’re defenseless!

Work your senses, grow in wisdom,

Stand firm and be relentless!




[Chorus: Tedashii & Flame]


Cause sin never sleeps!

Its got me in a trance—

You can see it in my dreams!


Man I beat my flesh- to the death!

Every breath like I beat my chest!

I make war!

Sun up,

I make war!

Sun down,

I make war!

Time in-

I make war!

Time out-

I make war!

Against lust

I make war!

Against pride

I make war!

Against me

I make war!

Till I die!




[Verse 2: Flame]

Do YOU even have a clue what happened to you when He died?

When that tomb got rolled?

When He rose in the sky?

I think we emphasize sin so much

That it makes us paralyzed

And glorify struggle so much

That it makes us terrified!

And DE-emphasize the fact that we have been sterilized

From our old lives and thus.

God, this ain’t never wise!

We gotta snap out of it—we ain’t in no straight jackets! (We free!)

When Jesus died, in our lives something strange happened!

He gave us power! Yeah, I know that we’re sinners.

But since He rose, He’s renewing the image of God in us!

Now we gotta start makin’ WAR!

Now we can start sayin’ “NO!”

To the fleshly impulses that Jesus Christ was paying for!

Now we can start taking the lead just like the Dalai Lama

And start going all out just like a suicide bomber!

Whatever the sin is, we gotta go go go harder!

By His grace, no time to waste—

Jus-jus-just like there’s no tomorrow!








[Verse 3: Tedashii]

I’m a Christ REPPER-senter, finna stand and deliver!

A lot of my BE-lievers struggle with their agenda!

I drop this on a ADAT, just so you could come playback!

A hit to be encouraged that rocks you with truth from way back!

Listen to it asap!

Like you do a Lecrae track!

I’m spittin written visions to put on heads like a wave cap!

Sinning? Nah we don’t play that.

That’s the way that a slave acts!

I’m filled with the spirit and tell ’em dawg ‘this is payback!’

As you begin to copy the carbon copies of Christ

And conform to his written image you should be shining the light!

If you’re not, why is that?

Is it fear that’s been grippin’ you—cause you scared they’ll be dissin you,

Flippin’ birds while they spit at you?

If you’re not, why is that?

It don’t matter so bump it!

Perfect love cast out fear – He ain’t save us for nothin’!

This is a priviledge! (Priviledge)

Your life to give to Him! (Give to Him)

So stand firm for him dawg and lets get it in, uhh!














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Testimonies of the “Civilized” (Part 3)

I was going to suffice this series with Part 1 and 2, but as I was once again listening to music another night, I heard this song  (and one other) and thought it quaint for what we were talking about. This song is about what all of our testimonies really are: we’re just trying to make it. Yet it has some more specific insights into another part of the american culture. This is the truth of the matter: life is hard. Let us listen to what our brother Tedashi has to say–


“Gotta Believe”

By: Tedashi

[Verse 1]

Folks having hard times,

Living in the world so cold.

Life dealt them cards now.

People trying hard not to fold-

Pressures their heart now,

Feels like they bout to explode!

While feeling down they asking, “Is this the life that I chose?”

It seems so unfair!

Man we just trying to survive!

But its like no one cares…

We living life just to die!

And when I come share

That Jesus cares about your life,

Their heart is hard–they disbelieve

And they filled with too much pride to cry out,


I surrender my all!” or cry


Will you answer my call?

Cause this life is not easy!

God, why I gotta be me?

It’s hard for me to trust cause when I do somebody leaves me!”

See, life without Christ is not life–it’s daydreaming

Day in and Day out,

I see people sitting, thinking, drinking tall–

Day in and Day out,

I see people sitting, thinking, drinking tall ounces,

Trying to figure out, “Why is this the way the ball bounces?”



Everywhere I go, its still the same song:

Everybody getting by, trying to hold on

To a life that He gives,

Doubting who He is.

Don’t doubt! Don’t doubt!

You gotta believe!

(Repeat x2)



LORD peep the hood child

Rocking Ones with an ice grill–

Folks say he should smile.

His mug’s mean cause life is!

He wants that good life–

A caddlac truck with nice rims.

And the culture says to get it–live like the thugs live!

A hustlers ambition

Since the day he was born.

I wished it was different!

Is this place really the norm?

So when I go witness,

God’s forgiveness seems foreign.

And his heart is dark–he disagrees and he’s filled with too much scorn to cry,


Will you take me as I am?” or cry,


Can you make me a new man?

Cause this life is so greasy!

God, why I gotta be me?!

Why can’t I be that dude I saw rapping on the tv?”

Questions by some who blind to the grace that freed me.

Day in and Day out,

I see people sitting, thinking, drinking tall–

Day in and Day out,

I see people sitting, thinking, drinking tall ounces,

Trying to figure out, “Why is this the way the ball bounces?”



Everywhere I go, its still the same song;

Everybody getting by, trying to hold on

To a life that He gives,

Doubting who He is.

Don’t doubt! Don’t doubt!

You gotta believe!



[Verse 3]

This world is gonn’ pass away!

So, LORD, my prayer is they get it!

You could probably come back today,

And a lot of these folks just might miss it!

Caught up in their worldly ways–

Not knowing they could change in an instance!

It just takes faith to get in this!

But it’s been replaced by religion.

So cats remain blind,

Thinking that their works just might save.

Some just stay high,

Thinking there’s no way You would take ’em,

Saying, “It’s a hard life!”

Complaining when I go witness, and

I ask them, “What if God did this so He could get your attention?

So you’d cry,


I confess and believe!’

Or cry, ‘LORD,

I see it’s You that I need!’

Cause change is so hard,

And life is mean in these streets!

And it seems there is no God!

But see since Adam and Eve,

Mankind is so lost,

Confused on the path they should walk

And so…

Day in and Day out,

I see people sitting, thinking, drinking tall–

Day in and Day out,

I see people sitting, thinking, drinking tall ounces,

Trying to figure out, ‘Why is this the way the ball bounces?'”



Everywhere I go, its still the same song:

Everybody getting by, trying to hold on

To a life that He gives,

Doubting who He is.

Don’t doubt! Don’t doubt!

You gotta believe!



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song lyrics, testimonies

Testimonies of the “Civilized” (Part 2)

I know what you might be thinking….

“Yeagh yeagh. Those are wonderful testimonies, but they didn’t give me an answer! I still can’t keep from sinning! I still stumble over pornography and lust and all manner of sins!”

….That wasn’t the only song I listened to that night. As I saught more encouragement from our dear brother KB, I stumbled too upon this one. It has been my hope and stability for so many days now….

So, after talking about the lyrics of Open Letter (Battelfield) by KB, I felt like maybe we just needed to sit back and really bask in God’s grace. See, we get so discouraged over our sins and failures. No matter how “small” or “big”, we get discouraged over sin. Now, I by no means want to belittle the seriousness of sin. However, niether do I want to diminish His amazing grace. For a long time, I didn’t understand either one of them. I felt less guilt over my sins (and often questioned if they were really sins) and certainly didn’t understand the magnitude of God’s grace. As time passed on and I truly fell in love with my God, I felt deep agony over my sin. I recognized and understood the seriousness of sin. But for so long (even until recently) I still did not understand His amazing grace. It caused an inbalance in my life. Depression accompanied me often. I wanted to be holy, but I simply couldn’t seem to keep from sinning! I was stressed and downtrodden often. It ruined me for many years. I prayed less, because I couldn’t come to God without seeing my sin. I begged for forgiveness, but I didn’t feel forgiven. (I will write more about this in a later article, Lord be willing.) This made me question, “Has God forsaken me? Am I too far gone? Has the rapture come without me?” and many doubts and fears like them. I couldn’t get free. I couldn’t escape. I couldn’t find hope.

And this, I think, is the trap many Christians are in today.

The truth is that—for His children—every sin is nailed on the cross. Agreed, sin is a seperater. And you will often experience emotional seperation from God after you sin. But do not be afraid. Confess and forsake your sin (Proverbs 28:13). You will be forgiven. Because that’s how grace works. And blessed is the man to whom the Lord won’t even count sin (Psalm 32:2; Romans 4:6&8)! That’s amazing grace! So, let’s just bask in it a moment and thank God for who He is…



By: KB

[Verse 1: KB]

What do you do when the guilt doesn’t cease the morning

After a fall? Crying, “Lord, would you send relief!”

Relief, relief!

Depression is setting in—

Constantly feeling down.

What’s this really about?

I’m recommitting the sins I feel most guilty about!

I’m weak.

Spiritually, my bones sticking out.

I want holiness, but I ain’t got the power to live it out!

That’s why I gotta preach!

Cause the gospel—it gotta hit me!

Jesus has died for my sin!

There’s no power without belief!


[Hook: Suzy Rock]

Oh, I’m letting go of my yesterday!

Grab a hold free in your grace to live!

There’s no more guilt!

I know that I’ve been forgiven!

Hello, new mercies!

Hello every morning!

Every day I live

Is another day I know that I’ve been forgiven!

I know that I’ve been forgiven!

I know that I’ve been forgiven!

[Verse 2: KB]

After life, there’s a judge that we face.

With no Christ, then the lawyer is bringing a brief case—Guilty!

But not for those who are truly underneath the grace!

That’s making me chase—knowing my sins have been erased!

After we stray, we see no point in praying.

“I can’t go to God! I’d rather hide ‘cause he’s angry!” WHAT?!

Who told me that? The Gospel lifts me from my fall!

I have no sins to pay; Jesus has paid them all!

That’s why I preach—

Better get that Gospel to me!

You see the power indeed is available through belief!



I am His!

He is mine!

Bought with the blood of Christ!

Every sin

On Him lay!


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relationships, testimonies

Testimonies of the “Civilized”: Part 1

As the darkness crowded around me, I hugged my covers closer. But I couldn’t shake the uneasiness. This wasn’t new to me—it’d happened a million times before. So, I decided to listen to my ipod. I plugged the earbuds in my ears and laid back down. But what to listen to? I’d listened to most of these so many times I’d nearly gotten tired of them. I wanted something fresh. Something that would touch my heart. I needed something to take my mind off the spiritual failures and the clenching in my throat. But what? As I flipped through my playlists, I saw two letters:


Ah! Now there was a christian rap artist I hadn’t really listened to much. We only had a few songs of his, and I hadn’t really ventured out of Lecrae yet. So, I hit it. A list of songs popped up. Not many. But enough. One album’s worth: “Weight & Glory”. But I had heard some of these before. They were really good songs, but not what I was in the mood for. Something else. The problem was, I just didn’t know most of these!

“Open Letter (Battlefield),” I read. It sounded vaguely familiar but I didn’t remember anything about it.

“Well, there’s nothing else, really, and I don’t want to wait much longer to pick one!” I thought, the feelings only tensing more. So, I hit it.

My eyes opened wide.

There, inside my head, was playing a testimony I had heard only too often. Much of it my own. As the girl’s story played, I kept rewinding the song, not believing what I was hearing. I was trying to soak it all in. Even the second testimony was so familiar to my ears. How many guys had I heard vent over the same problem, crushed by the culture’s over-sexualization? As I listened, I recalled them. Time and time again. So many hurting people….

I thought the song would be over after the second verse. But it wasn’t.

As the music artist started to pray, tears sprang to my eyes. Because he was praying for me. For friends. For family. For so many broken hearts. I was hearing the words of so many unspoken prayers. And I felt strengthened and uplifted by it.

Seeing the need, I wanted to share the song with you. You are not alone. You have to know there is hope! There is love! And there is immeasurable grace waiting to be lavished on you! Just take a moment. Listen to the testimonies of the “civilized”:


“Open letter (Battlefield)”

By: KB

[Intro: KB]

I really appreciate ya’ll coming out to pray with me, man!

My heart’s just been real heavy here lately, man.

I got a stack of letters here, and I thought we should read a couple of ’em,

And pray at the end. So I got one right here from Atlanta.

It says:

[Verse 1: KB]

Dear KB,

What’s going on? It’s Ashley from the show

That you was doing with Trip Lee.

The Crew and the Spirit was moving, man! It was really dope!

When y’all left the A, I was so encouraged in the faith!

And I blessed the Lord for HGA—

I wanna start this off by saying thanks!

(There’s a battle going on)

But, lately, I’ve had this struggle with

Secrets of my past in the past five years of singleness.

(I know it) I’m lusting. I’m sinning, but my lust here is different—

Since I’ve been so alone, I kinda long for the touch of a woman!

(There’s a battle going on)

And I know it’s wrong, but dudes never ever show me attention!

I go unnoticed, it was a joke but girls show me interest!

Dudes at my church say that I’m the type of chick that they want,

(they lie)

But when I see the girls they date I know they really don’t!

I get jealous quick. I hate the mirror—I don’t feel pretty!

I’ve even contemplated surgery to feel skinny!

I know it’s real silly. The world tells me, “Just embrace it—you were born this way!”

(that’s a lie—it’s just lust)

I tried talking to the people at church,

But they just look at me funny—only adding to the hurt!*

Now I’m torn, ’cause the other day I stumbled over porn!

I’m supposed to be a leader, man! How can I move on? I know.

(this is a lie)

That’s why I’m coming to you praying.

I’m praying that you can pray for you sister to make it through.

I’m crying as I write, cause I wanna be right!

Many girls have fallen, and I don’t wanna fall too!

[Hook: KB & Jai]

There’s a war inside my heart and mind! Every day, I fight it!

So make me align to the Truth and rely on your Spirit inside me!

(It’s time to make) war war war war war war,

Cause life is a battlefield!

War war war war war war,

Cause life is a battlefield!

[Verse 2: Swoope]

Dear KB,

We’re big fans of yours—me and my lady!

When you came to the show, we was in the front row

Screaming “one-one-six!”, going

Crazy all for the HGA—was a crazy night.

What’s even crazier is the girl I was dating then is fiance now—

I’m engaged to her!

The words that you left, man, rocked us!

So I went and got her left hand rocked up.

But, if I could be honest,

I’m trying hard to abstain and not get her knocked up!

Of course I want kids,

But even more than that I wanna please the Father!

But when I look into her eyes, I can’t concentrate!

Man, I can’t even lie—I wanna consummate!

She’s the one I’m sure, but I wanna stay pure!

Scary the way that I’m yearning for her!

Getting married, but I’m burning for her!

Hard for me to wait till she walk in that aisle

Down in a white gown—I’m thinking night gown!

Man, I wanna do it right now!

Why wait when I feel like she my wife now?

The way that I’m feeling is natural, but, KB, is it godly?

Is it wrong lust, or strong love—this feeling inside for wifey?

Honor the Lord in dating her.

Wanna do the same in waiting, but

This temptation’s a beast!

Please pray for us!


[Verse 3: Trip Lee]

Dear God,

We come in His name,

The slain and risen

Who’s running this thing,

Christ the Lord—

The one who can bring

Healing the hurts of the ones that He claims!

We think we got nothing to gain

By clinging to Christ, the love of the King.

But He was under the same—

Tempted and hurt—He’s accustomed to pain.

Though they feel it feel it—

Pain, but they joy can kill it kill it!

Feeling like life been pillaged.

Can I please intercede for a minute?

This is

Not out of Your grasp!

Your grace can shake! Your power can smash!

I pray this hour and ask—

Allow them to see Your power surpass

That sin! Devour their past!

Drowning with mercy, shower them fast!

Give them the faith to follow the Father!

He’s Abba! Your Honor, please swallow the trash!

Dear Lord, you were never gone!

You promised You’d make ’em forever strong!

Your arm isn’t short—it is very long!

Make ’em like Christ—You get ’em home!



*I know the pain…To be discussed later.

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Plight of the Poor

The Tears of the Saints

The tears of the saints…..When will we change? Oh my dear, dear brothers and sisters…..when will we change? I cry and weep. Let us go. My life is not worth living if it is not lived for the lost! God, kill me if I don’t proclaim the Gospel! It is better for Your kingdom if I’m dead rather than if I’m lukewarm. Let us go! Let us fulfill our call….

Plight of the Poor

A Call to Pity; A Call to Compassion

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— noun, plural pit·ies.

1. sympathetic or kindly sorrow evoked by the suffering, distress, or misfortune of another, often leading one to give relief or aid or to show mercy: to feel pity for a starving child.>

[Definition according to]

This definition perfectly describes and captures this word. Pity. What does it mean to have pity? The Bible describes God as pitiful (or full of pity):

(James 5:11)

Behold, we count them happy which endure. Ye have heard of the patience of Job, and have seen the end of the Lord; that the Lord is very pitiful, and of tender mercy.


We that are His know this to be true. We know of the pity of God. How He loves us and is merciful toward us. We know this very intimately and we are grateful! Yet there is something that we often do not consider: that the Bible also commands us to be pitiful—

(1Peter 3:8-9)

Finally, be ye all of one mind, having compassion one of another, love as brethren, be pitiful, be courteous:

Not rendering evil for evil, or railing for railing:but contrariwise blessing; knowing that ye are thereunto called, that ye should inherit a blessing.


Now, this particular verse is speaking more concerning forgiveness for wrongs done to us. But I want to focus more on the compassion side of it. Pity for the suffering. Do we, who are being made slowly more and more into the image and glory of God, follow His example of pity? Do we pity the poor, the fatherless, the suffering, the rejected, the starving, the destitute? Do we pity and care for those in need? You know, the Bible speaks much about God being the defender of the poor:

(Psalm 12:5)

For the oppression of the poor, for the sighing of the needy,

now will I arise, saith the Lord;

I will set him in safety from him that puffeth at him.


(Psalm 14:6)

Ye have shamed the counsel of the poor,

because the Lord is his refuge.


(Psalm 69:33)

For the Lord heareth the poor,

and despiseth not his prisoners.


(Psalm 72:12-14)

For he shall deliver the needy when he crieth;

the poor also, and him that hath no helper.

He shall spare the poor and needy,

and shall save the souls of the needy.

He shall redeem their soul from deceit and violence:

and precious shall their blood be in his sight.


(Psalm 140:12)

I know that the Lord will maintain the cause of the afflicted,

and the right of the poor.


(Psalm 9:18)

For the needy shall not alway be forgotten:

the expectation of the poor shall not perish for ever.


(Proverbs 23:10-11)

Remove not the old landmark;

and enter not into the fields of the fatherless:

For their redeemer is mighty;

he shall plead their cause with thee.


(Proverbs 22:22-23)

Rob not the poor, because he is poor:

neither oppress the afflicted in the gate:

For the Lord will plead their cause,

and spoil the soul of those that spoiled them.


Matter of fact, one of the primary purposes of God’s command to Israel to rest every seven years was so that the poor may be provided for:

(Exodus 23:11)

But the seventh year thou shalt let it rest and lie still; that the poor of thy people may eat:and what they leave the beasts of the field shall eat. In like manner thou shalt deal with thy vineyard, and with thy oliveyard.


See, our Lord Jesus knows the pain of the poor. He himself became poor and endured such horrid suffering. In one of the prophecies of His death, this picture is clearly painted for us:

(Psalm 69:20)

Reproach hath broken my heart; and I am full of heaviness:

and I looked for some to take pity, but there was none;

and for comforters, but I found none.


Yeshua Himself wept and mourned. He Himself took on the form of man (already such a far fall from His riches in glory!), but not just a man—a poor man. A carpenter’s son. He Himself—the Lord of the universe—experienced the overwhelming trials of poverty and the pain or the lack of pity taken on the poor.

Seeing that He suffered so in poverty and that He sees the poor in their suffering, one can understand why God would have such a heavy heart for them. But He has chosen His people as the tool to provide for the poor. Now, one might think this a burden. But think. God could very easily provide for them Himself. So why doesn’t He? Why does He chose to use us? Get this: we get rewards for the good we do to them! And not just that! We get spiritual blessings and joys from it! We are taught many a spiritual lesson through them (such as humility, sincerity, temprance, faith, etc.) and find our deepest dependance on God when we are with the poor. God wants to use us so that He may bless us! It is part of His ultimate love toward us!

So, do we take pity on the poor?

I can’t help but say, “No.” on behalf of my people. My dearest friends, I look around just my bedroom (preoccupied by a sixteen-year-old girl alone) and want to weep. So cluttered that it’s hard to keep it clean, it is full of mostly junk I hardly use. And I look at myself in the mirror and want to puke. I gorge myself daily and laugh with my congregation members about how much I overeat. But this is no joke to the Lord. While we are busy hoarding it all to ourselves and working to get even more, every ~3.6 seconds someone in the world dies of hunger. Stop for a moment and take in the reality of that. It has probably taken you about 5 minutes (and that’s for the faster readers) to have read this much if this article. By the previous statistic, ~83 people died of starvation while you were reading this…………..Does anyone else notice a problem? Meanwhile, I eat enough in one meal to support an orphaned child through Holt International* for two or three days’ worth of meals! This is no joke. God takes this very seriously. Firstly, overeating is a sin (a sin of excessiveness; Philippians 4:5). Secondly, it does not just affect you. It kills other people. And considering it is done willfully, it could be considered murder to God. I don’t know. But I do know this: God takes it seriously. How much jewelry do you own? How many sodas do you drink in a day? How many concerts or expensive restaurants do you go to? How many cars do you have? And don’t think that I exclude myself in this. But this has torn me up over the past year. I cannot stop thinking about it. I no longer can laugh at overeating. I can no longer push it off like it’s nothing. For the first time in my life, surrounded by a culture that overlooks it almost completely, I am beginning to see the heart of my Lord, my Love, in this matter. And it hurts. I started noticing the passages I had simply overlooked before. And for those who will hear it, read a portion of what Scripture has to say about this (because this is by no means all of them. Simply the more promenent ones.):

(Proverbs 21:13)

Whoso stoppeth his ears at the cry of the poor,

he also shall cry himself, but shall not be heard.


(Proverbs 21:21)

He that followeth after righteousness and mercy

findeth life, righteousness, and honour.


(Proverbs 21:26)

He [the slothful] coveteth greedily all the day long:

but the righteous giveth and spareth not.


(1John 3:17-18)

But whoso hath this world’s good, and seeth his brother have need, and shutteth up his bowels of compassion from him, how dwelleth the love of God in him?

My little children, let us not love in word, neither in tongue; but in deed and in truth.


(James 2:14-20)

What doth it profit, my brethren, though a man say he hath faith, and have not works? can faith save him?

If a brother or sister be naked, and destitute of daily food,

And one of you say unto them, Depart in peace, be ye warmed and filled; notwithstanding ye give them not those things which are needful to the body; what doth it profit?

Even so faith, if it hath not works, is dead, being alone.

Yea, a man may say, Thou hast faith, and I have works:shew me thy faith without thy works, and I will shew thee my faith by my works.

Thou believest that there is one God; thou doest well:the devils also believe, and tremble.

But wilt thou know, O vain man, that faith without works is dead?


(Proverbs 28:27)

He that giveth unto the poor shall not lack:

but he that hideth his eyes shall have many a curse.


(Proverbs 29:7)

The righteous considereth the cause of the poor:

but the wicked regardeth not to know it.


(Proverbs 11:17)

The merciful man doeth good to his own soul:

but he that is cruel troubleth his own flesh.


(Proverbs 14:20-21)

The poor is hated even of his own neighbour:

but the rich hath many friends.

He that despiseth his neighbour sinneth:

but he that hath mercy on the poor, happy is he.


(Proverbs 14:31)

He that oppresseth the poor reproacheth his Maker:

but he that honoureth him hath mercy on the poor.


(Proverbs 19:17)

He that hath pity upon the poor lendeth unto the Lord;

and that which he hath given will he pay him again.


(Psalm 10:2)

The wicked in his pride doth persecute the poor:

let them be taken in the devices that they have imagined.


(Psalm 41:1)

Blessed is he that considereth the poor:

the Lord will deliver him in time of trouble.


(Psalm 82:3-4)

Defend the poor and fatherless:

do justice to the afflicted and needy.

Deliver the poor and needy:

rid them out of the hand of the wicked.


(Proverbs 22:9)

He that hath a bountiful eye shall be blessed;

for he giveth of his bread to the poor.


O my dearest, dearest sisters and brothers in Christ, how often do we misrepresent our God by the lack of pity we take on the poor! This article today is a call, a call to all those who will hear, a call to band together in unity, love, pity, and compassion! This is a call to obedience to our overwhelmingly loving and pitiful Lord! Will you please join me in an effort to free the poor from not simply their physical suffering, but also their spiritual bondage? Will you not stand up for what the Lord has commanded? Will we not change the world by such a call to compassion? All the skeptics, all the critics, what will they have to say to such a thing? For long years they have rejected our God because of our lack of love. Will you not stand with me to win back the name of Jehovah? Will you not stand with me to show the world who our God, Yaweh, truly is? Not that He needs us, but that He delights in using us for His glory. So let us then stand. Let us then answer to the call of the poor, “Yaweh reigns and cares. Here He is, living in and through each and every one of His people.” Give the world the so desperately needed light. Give them the hope that they are thirsting for. Give them Jesus.

In a last closing, I want to share with you a poem that I wrote a little while back. I truly believe it was given me. It is from the perspective of a poor widowed woman. In a time of emotional distress over the poverty of people worldwide, I could not sleep. It was a quiet night. I had just watched a movie about orphans in India. I was grieved. I could find no rest. For the first time ever in my life, reality had clutched my heart and soul. In a fit of weeping and mourning and praying, the words of this poem came to me. I quickly wrote them down. Though it may not be perfect rhyme or rythem, I pray that it touches your heart as much as it did mine that night and ever since. Thank you.

~~~Proverbs 28:27~~~


Please don’t pass me by!

Please just take a look!

I may be dirty on the outside,

But please don’t judge my book!

Well, the truth is:

My soul is dirty, too.

But, to be honest,

It’s only ‘cuz of you.

You wouldn’t listen when I cried.

You’d just walk away.

Rather than give something up,

You’d have me face another day!

I am hungry; I am poor.

I know you have what I need.

Still, you just pass me by.

You simply refuse to heed!

Forget your God and your money!

You never cared for me!

If your God is so wonderful,

Why don’t you hear my plea?

You live in excess that I disgust!

Yet, I truly wish to be

In your position, in your place,

Caring only for me…

Still, you send SOMETHING my way.

I will grant you that.

But what did THAT accomplish?

You’re still getting fat!

Meanwhile, I watch the days go by,

Just hoping I’ll see another.

I never know when I will die.

Maybe first ’twill be my brother.

Or perhaps ’twill be my baby boy,

Or my daughter as she’s raped.

You watched, didn’t stop it.

You just sat and gaped!

Oh, hear, rich American Church!

Hear this fleeting word!

Justice is always done,

As you well know and have heard.

If this dirty shell hangs over fire,

And this you surely believe,

Then why don’t you do something?

‘Tis less than you can achieve!

Reason has it, you can see,

That I won’t listen to you

Until you’ve shown me some proof

Of what you say to be true.

Don’t you dare talk of MY sin!

You don’t follow your OWN religion!

You don’t stretch out your soul to the hungry!

You don’t take the homeless in!

No, I shan’t hear your Bible!

Not ’til I’ve seen your “light”,

Not ’til I see this Lord, through YOU,

For whom you verbally fight!

‘Tis all you do, you bloody souls:

Write papers and boycot things!

Show me your “pure and undefiled religion”

And what you know that brings!

Instead you mock and spit your dirty lies.

Don’t tell me “I can’t afford”!

Look at my baby whose starving to death

And give me that bloody sword!

Truly selfish are you all!

Your “sinners” treat me as well as you do!

Even THEY give to charities

And throw me a dollar or two!

The day you die, I hope you find

In the life that you now live

Some satisfaction and well done

In what you didn’t give!

Sadly still, I must confess,

Though if you hear these stabs,

You shall not change, still passing by,

Though your toe still lightly dabs.

Truth all be told, in what you do,

Your fate you surely bind!

Your kids shall waste, and you shall see

The price for being blind!


(Not my photo)

(Not my photo)

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