By Boe Parrish
Beginning this journey some thirty-five years past,
With a prayer of faith most said wouldn’t last.
More peace and more challenge than I’d ever known,
But reading and praying I had steadily grown.
Now His Truth deep inside and guiding my choices,
He gave me daily assignments as I trust in His voice.
My life serving others, who are hurting and lost,
Is the model He left us regardless of cost.
To connect at their need no value is greater,
Their heart you’ll soon win as they discover the Savior.
The words have been few as I’ve lived out my walk,
Compassion in action I’ve allowed it to talk.
The lost as my target I know where to go,
Anyplace where they gather and my Savior I’ll show.
Walking among them so slowly at first,
Listening and serving and developing their thirst.
Affording many a man a glance of a Christian,
That’s living and serving and sitting to listen.
It’s not what we know that will change a man’s life,
But letting them know that they matter…their hurt and their strife.
You see walking with God day by day always changes,
Among the lost and the hurting and all of the strangers.
Staying in touch with God up above,
Receiving direction and being refueled by his love.
It’s so easy to do as we move all about,
Unless we skip our devotion and our love all runs out.
Then we’ll struggle and strain with our own strength we’ll strive,
And notice no difference with the hurt in their eyes.
Walking with God many mistakes have I made?
But growing and learning the foundation was laid.
And over the years as lives intertwine,
God’s purpose fulfilled with His life and mine.
The journey’s been worth it as I look at the fruit,
The lives that were changed, giving Satan the boot.
A fish out of water; some days I felt odd,
But I treasure my time I’ve spent walking with God.