Selfless Love.....by Susan H. Fouts
Climbing steep and treacherous paths
Early morning hours
Trudging through snow and rain
You would think this man's insane
Crazy for the love of Christ
He trudges the extreme
Physical exertion wears him down
But love for God drives him on...
On to a small village
To begin his work
The worst is over
It's time to talk
His name is missionary
Full of joy he greets those he meets
Making friends along the way
As people choose to follow the Lord
In a small hut they meet
Outgrown so soon
The enemies of the cross forced the villagers not to sell
Their precious land for a church.
Amal donated his for the cause
The temple enemies excommunicated him and his family from town.
The believers prayed and sought God's wisdom
Faithfully they met.
God said keep going
My glory you'll see yet.
Up in the mountains
They carried their loads
From the vally beneath
to Nepali above
Burdens on backs
Joy in their hearts
Taking three long years
And many tears
The work was finally finished
The enemies of the cross
were stunned to see the fortitude of the multitude
and asked for their forgiveness
for treating them so badly
Kavin gave his life to Christ
A preacher he became
To paster this flock
High in the Himalayas
Now missionary Suraj starts another journey
to display selfless love to other villages.
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