Your voice echos in their songs. With passion in their hearts, they sing of your mercy.

Your face is reflected in their smiles and they remind me of your unending love.

And God, you hold us and carry us through the storms. You hear our cries in our own desperate poverty. You tenderly wrap your arms around us like the faithfulness of a grandmother, who comes running when she hears her grand baby cry.  You will never leave us.

You mend our broken hearts.  Sometimes it may get tough, and sometimes the shoes we are wearing to travel through the many miles of life, get old and dirty. It may feel impossible to take that next step, but Lord, you give us the strength to walk on.

All because you love us.