Alone

Alone in the midst of the crowd.


I don't really know what to do. Should I stand here, or move out of the way?


Alone in the midst of the crowd.


I don't really know what to say. Should I speak out loud?


Alone in the midst of the crowd.


I don't really know why I'm here. Does anyone even see me?


Lord, I am so alone. Even here in the midst of your people.
I'm so alone in the midst of this crowd.


Hello? Can you you hear me?
Hello? Does anyone even see me?
I'm here in your midst. Every time we gather together. 
When we sing ~ when we pray.
Do you even hear me when I say,
"Hello?"


Alone in the midst of the crowd.


Please let us all (consciously) take time to "notice" those around us that we may see often but may not often enough take the time to see. 


Life is too short to over look those closest to us. Especially when they may be the ones who need us most.


This poem, was inspired by a compilation of exactly what I fore mentioned. People and situations that the Lord had personally brought to MY attention that I am close to. People I have somewhat neglected, assuming all was well. When in fact, quite the opposite. 


As a my dear, precious friend always says to me, "You can only do what you can do."
And though I agree this is true, I would like to add, "How many of us are actually doing THAT?"


God Bless You with the secrets of His Heart as YOU seek His Face in the Riches of The Holy Scripture!
AmyColleen