Through God's Eyes
that God is everywhere protecting you and me,
that every move we make God watches and he sees.
into my neighborhood to see what God had done,
what little kids were doing, how they were having fun.
first corner I saw a homeless family at a soup kitchen,
God be with these people, and with many others I do not
on and saw a little boy with no arms in a wheelchair,
God be so cruel, and not show this boy any love or care?
violence victim was next to cross my path,
God let this little girl fall into violence's wrath?
was a loner reading his Bible, while other kids passed him by,
God not give this boy any friends, why, God, oh why?
struck me, and I stopped and looked around,
people were not lost, they were God's servants; they were
back to the soup kitchen, God was giving them food and a
back to the handicapped boy, God was giving him peace and joy
back to the little girl, God kept her was safe and sound,
back to the loner, God was helping him become heaven-bound.
If I look
at the bad, that's all that I will I see,
look at it through God's eyes,
the eyes of you or me.
~ Lane Nelson