01/05/2013 Lorri Stacy (Another Look)
My Blue Eyed Angel
I remember the day when God brought you to me,
My blue eyed angel on the side of the street.
Your beard was snow white as well as your hair,
Your wrinkles were deep and your skin was quite fair.
You stopped me and asked if I was gonna eat my leftover food,
And as I bent over I said, “No, I saved it just for you!”
Tears filled your eyes and I told you it was ok,
That God was providing your lunch for today!
But then you told me, “You don’t understand, You
Looked me in the eyes as you put the food in my hands!”
He said, “No one looks me in the eyes, they all look away!”
Then my eyes filled with tears on this MY heart lesson day!
You see, my blue eyed Angel taught me one thing for sure,
Most people see homelessness as a disease with no cure.
My heart had been broken and that day I got schooled,
For not “Seeing” the homeless, it is far less than cool.
My God is a God who loves ALL He has created,
Whether they are finely dressed or looked down upon and degraded.
When God leads me to I will do what I can,
By giving some food to a sweet outstretched hand.
To my sweet Blue eyed Angel on the side of the street,
I am ever so thankful that our God let us meet!
I encourage all those who see someone with their life in a cart,
To take a moment to pray and react with a Godly new heart!
You may never know when you will find your own Angel out there,
With great big blue eyes and dirty white hair!