Kings and Queens
Little hands, shoeless feet, lonely eyes looking back at me. Will we leave behind the innocent to grieve, on the road, on the run when their lives have only begun? These could be our daughters and our sons! Like a drum, I can hear their hearts beating; I know my God won't let them be defeated. Every child has a dream to belong and be loved. Boys become kings, girls will be queens, wrapped in our Lord’s majesty!
Matthew 25:31-40 – “When the Son of man shall come in his glory, and all the holy angels with him, then shall he sit upon the throne of his glory: 32 And before him shall be gathered all nations: and he shall separate them one from another, as a shepherd divideth [his] sheep from the goats: 33 And he shall set the sheep on his right hand, but the goats on the left. 34 Then shall the King say unto them on his right hand, Come, ye blessed of my Father, inherit the kingdom prepared for you from the foundation of the world: 35 For I was an hungred, and ye gave me meat: I was thirsty, and ye gave me drink: I was a stranger, and ye took me in: 36 Naked, and ye clothed me: I was sick, and ye visited me: I was in prison, and ye came unto me. 37 Then shall the righteous answer him, saying, Lord, when saw we thee an hungred, and fed [thee]? or thirsty, and gave [thee] drink? 38 When saw we thee a stranger, and took [thee] in? or naked, and clothed [thee]? 39 Or when saw we thee sick, or in prison, and came unto thee? 40 And the King shall answer and say unto them, Verily I say unto you, Inasmuch as ye have done [it] unto one of the least of these my brethren, ye have done [it] unto me.”
When we love the least of these, then they will be brave and free and shout the name of Jesus in victory! Lord, break our hearts once again and help us to remember when we were only children hoping for a friend. Believers, look around at the lives the world has forgotten, waiting for doors of our hearts and our homes to open. If not us, who will be like Jesus to the least of these?
Writer(s): Juan Raymon Otero, Charles Francis Butler, Joel Andrew Parisien