My Why

Recently, I was asked to give my “Why?” I work at World Relief.  Here is part of my answer. Kind of similar to the first poem I posted (Hope)  (Also – shameless plug: visit World Relief at


(Because I don’t know the meaning of the words ‘hunger’ ‘hopeless’ ‘persecuted’)

My life –
This very gift of breath
(before I could do a thing)
This very gift
Of an able life lived with Abundant Hope

Calls for only one response –
Christ’s call to Truth
Eden returned
‘Shalom’ renewed

for pain
for oppressed
for the shaken

Hope for
the frightened
the empty
the fallen

Love for
the lost
the lonely
the hidden

–          to the broken.