Praying for Strangers
You are in a strange place,
far from home, familiar and frightening,
silent.
You pray for strangers,
whose hearts you know
only by their words,
who nonetheless, are real to you,
so real that your prayers
carry power
that is not yours
to far away lands that lie
nearby.
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The picture was taken at Lithia Methodist Church, in Lithia, Va. You can click on it for a larger image.
Tom
1 comment:
Beautiful poem, Tom.
I must say I love it and especially love the 2nd and 3rd verses ...
Take care
Margie :)
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