and the sounds of injustice are all around
i feel so powerless standing against it
who am i to try to resist this wicked machine?
but as i look around i see my family by my side
and with one voice we lift our hands to the sky
in defiance to this broken system
in hope for the New World
where injustice does not prevail and evil is not a career
and i know my hope is not in vain
no matter how small my strength or quiet my shout
every bit of hope, of faith, of love is not wasted
because even the smallest victory lights up the night
maybe not today or the day after tomorrow
but Redemption Himself will come
on that day everything changes
and this broken world is made New
i came across this poem and i am very encouraged by it. because it is easy for me to look at the immense brokenness of this world... by seeing the enemy at work everywhere.. from my school to the streets.... to see all this evil and feel so helpless.
i feel helpless when i talk to a friend who has completely lost touch with God and now lives a life lacking any sort of meaning because they say they "simply don't care enough".
i feel helpless when i read and hear about all the corruption and fighting and poverty in Africa.. a place where death is so rampant my entire high school would die off in 3 days.
i feel helpless when a homeless man gazes deep into my eyes with tears running down his dirty face and tells me his devastating story and pleads with me to promise i will stay away from drugs and alcohol cause if not i "will end up like him"... and i don't have words to give him.
i feel helpless sometimes... but i am always encouraged when reminded that my hope is not in vain and that Christ will one day create a new earth like the scriptures say in Revelation. And on that day i will rejoice with my brothers and sisters in Christ. Suffering will be no more. Pain will be no more. And injustice will cease.
Here's Gary... the homeless man I was talking about it. He's awesome.
